CATCH TWENTY-TWO — YOU ARE DISCHARGED

Junior doctor returns. She asked how I’m doing. I struggle to speak. It’s like I’m fighting for life and haven’t got the breath or the energy. “My blood pressure is insanely low,” I whisper. She asks what it is. I tell her to look at the gauge. The digital numerals record a pressure of 62/40. It has risen slightly but not enough to make me feel anywhere near comfortable. “I can’t go home like this,” I say.


Arse Rakers from Hell

I’m lying flat on my back and staring up at the ceiling. Going out of my head here. Traction pins in the side of my skull. Weights attached to a wire and hanging over the head of the bed, keeping my head straight and neck taut.


Extremism

“I know how to put some heat into your soul,” Mabarak said, a wicked grin on his face. “We’ll fry some infidels. Bang!” he shouted and threw his arms wide, indicating an explosion “We’ll blow them all up. You can warm yourself on their scorched bodies. ”


The Agony and the Ecstasy

Charlie reached out and picked up an elastic strap, which he wound around his withered arm. Using his teeth and his free hand, he tugged at the ends and tied a crude knot. On the table among a cluster of takeaway cartons and empty beer cans sat his works — a metal box containing a syringe, spoon and some cotton wool …


It’s Good to Have a Laugh

It was midday and Mickey sat at the table staring down into his cup of tea. Without looking up he said to his wife, “Can I suck your tits?”


It’s Only Rock ‘n’ Roll

What’s happened? I am laying face down, looking into my visor and there is blood in the visor and the blood is dripping down, splash, splash, splash. And someone is screaming, and I hear voices, lots of voices, and I guess people are standing around but it is all confusing. “Is he dead?” It’s a woman shouting. Her voice is frightened and shrill and hysterical.


Virtual Reality World And the Holographic Vase

This is a short fictional story about a virtual reality universe. Bored with the humdrum reality of the real-world, a young man spends his leisure time on a virtual reality asteroid


Agent Mozilla — an experiment on Burroughs’ cut-up word technique

This is a very short story about the Beat Generation American writers William Burroughs and Allen Ginsberg. It is an imaginary scenario of their literary experiment with the ‘cut-up’ word technique.


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