Chunkspew

Enter, bustled in the room.
Panic wild glance to left and rights
Hair frazzled chaos sitting on head
Colored darkness a black of shades
An existence confusing in itself
Ocean of noise then follows the unwatched back of the ick that came lost through a door forgotten how opened
Too light to sink and is hardly crushed cheek kissing the stucco ceiling
Ready to break dust rolls into side of eyes once white now colored with iris
Dust drops into black hole of iris causing unexpected lack of irritation yet felt fall into back of brain
Rattles at back of skull as sprawled body covers ceiling surface like chalk line sign of death on opposing plane of horizontal
Other ocular orb strains to capture what first captured its host; the chlorine free soup
Notice none but tells brain it sees and not sees glowing worms shaking or electric
Brain tells heart to die but sees no reason
Panic persists frantic in still silence
Nuke shroom calamity in vacuumed prison of flesh
No smoke or trace discovered other than the teeth gnashed matching ceiling bits of broken whites
An open door and silent undeath begs the question of how
Perptual, the unknown taunts the thinking...