AuthorName: Rick Robinson
I woke up and... and he was... (Pause.) He was practically on top of me. I...View Full Monologue Text
I woke up and... and he was...
He was practically on top of me. I was right next to him. So I panicked and I pushed him off of me. Just 'get the fuck off me' and...
He had maggots crawling around on his eyes. He was cold. Jesus. And he reeked. I don't why I didn't notice it the night before. But he fucking reeked. And for a second I thought that maybe I was dead, too. That both of us had been rotting there for years. And now I was a ghost able to just look down at him and not feel sorry. 'There's death. Isn't that funny?' That's what it looks like for all of us, if you want to dig up all of the pretty brown boxes. And?
His hand. It was wrapped tight around a big silver cross. Praying or something. Jesus, isn't that pathetic? If that's not funny, I don't know what is.
Age Range: 20s - Early, 20s - Late, 30s - Early
Dialects: Standard American
PlayName: School of Jesus Fish
Rating: Contains adult content
Copyright Status: Copyrighted
Fish opens up in therapy to Dr. Simon.