A script in progress

I’ve been working on a project, which is in a rough script form at the moment, but any feedback on it would be really cool. It’s basically going to be an audio drama that is kind of Dai-Kaiju (think Godzilla) meets Night Vale meets other stuff. It’s in a PDF also, as that’s all my scripting program would allow. So sorry for that.

Here is the link for any interested parties:

Big Kaiju in Little Hobart (DRAFT)

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Another Ending

Loquere non mortuorum

Ipsi audiam vos

 

I – Fire

Let us call this

thought;

Let us call it fire.

Eternal

Blazing

The First Gift

 

Rage like no other,

a gift stolen from

the Gods

 

The mistake

Prometheus made

 

Sanctuary and ceremony

The destroyer of worlds

 

Red

red with anger

red with jealousy

 

Because jealousy

isn’t green,

downing and toxic

in its indolence

 

It’s red

The pumping of blood

The colour of blood

 

The world runs red,

the colour of jealousy

 

II – Emotion

Bleed

The heart does

bleed

 

Twist

The knife digs

deeper with a

twist

 

Lies

built upon a

throne, a

cascade of

lies

 

Hate

simple

pure

 

Undying

 

III – Temperance

This is not summer.

Where is the sun?

Where is the heat?

 

The cold digs deeper

burrowing in, leaving holes

for the worms to get in

 

But they’re already

there, eating me whole

 

I want to scream

Let me scream

I need to scream

 

Over such a petty thing

Why am I so soft?

Why am I weak?

Why do I play with fire

when I only ever get burnt?

 

(Do you want to play with fire?

Do you want to dance with me?

I am the fire.

I am your hate.

I am your fear.

I am the voice in your ear.

I am everything you can hope to be.

The worst of everything.

We are the fire.

You are the fire.

Come,

walk with me)

 

IV – Wrath

Come, walk with

Me, through the

Halls I have built

In my mind

 

Know my dark side,

Know my true face

My terrible face

The face all the angels

In heaven fear

 

When emotion consumes me

When it takes me over

I become everything

 

I am hate.

I am wrath.

I am sorrow.

I am delight.

 

I am everything.

 

I am nothing.

 

So walk with me

Young fool,

And know my terrible face

 

V – The Liar

Liar

Liar

Liar

 

You.

You who only

Felt pity for me

 

You who lied

To my face

 

Who left me

A broken cadaver on

The roadside

 

A feast for the

crows

 

I never wanted your pity

I never wanted your approval

 

I only wanted your love

Only wanted to be your friend

Young liar

 

Tantum possum

sperare cor vestrum facit conlidam

 

VI – The Hangman

Behind the lies

Behind the emotion,

The rage,

The jealousy,

The hate

 

Behind the cold

Dead eyes I wear

Whilst my soul burns

In a grand inferno

 

There lay a final feeling

A final thought

 

A thought of nothing at all

A Mistake Made

There’s a hole

right in my chest

where emotion stood

 

A little house, on a

wide frozen sea

 

If I was as good a

friend as you said, if

I really meant that much to you

then why didn’t you say?

 

Why did I have to dig and

dig, knowing something was

wrong to find out it was

all wrong and

to drag out an explanation

 

I knew you couldn’t love me,

because love scares you

and I’m a fucking freak

 

I knew that would always be true

 

(have you seen him,

drawn, pale, shaped

like living death?)

 

You can’t return those

feelings, though I never

wanted those feelings

back

 

You didn’t want a

relationship; yet you never

asked what I wanted

 

You never asked if

we could just be friends

 

This drawing, clawing

anger

like some

slow

kind

of

madness

pulling me

down

and down

and down

(so

far

d

o

w

n)

 

I want to burn in this madness

 

I want to shine like the morning star

 

I want to scream

I want to hate you

and remove you

piece by piece,

so that it all

never happened

 

I want to burn it down

and forget your face

 

But I can’t

I can’t

 

I don’t think I could

live with that choice

 

But I can’t stand it

understand

recreate

 

They say time heals

all wounds

but it makes the

loneliness show

instead

 

I guess I really fucked up this time

The Great Parade

Come one

Come all

 

You want a scene?

You want a show?

 

Then step right

up, because it is

about to

begin

 

The great parade

Full of colour

And light, with

An air to kill

 

Like a night at

The Grand Guignol,

with an opera showing

 

The music flows out,

a cavalcade,

a symphony

 

Are you ready for the show?

 

It swoons

It breaks

It glows

It feels

 

Feels so

 

Cracked

Broken

Decaying

Dying

 

Stretched out

on desolation’s

boulevard

 

It is lifeless

 

Like you, dear reader

or perhaps myself,

the writer

 

It is all

It is nothing

 

It is life

 

And like that, it is over;

The crowed rises,

they recede

 

No wiser;

Not changed;

 

Absolutely

Nothing at all

The Left Handed Gunman

Don’t talk of him

the shambling man

 

In his long dark coat

and wide brimmed hat

who saunters into town

 

Step by step,

break by fragile break

he stumbles

on the ground

 

Akward presence,

betrayed by the darkest eyes

 

He is the left handed

gunman;

warrior of the waste

 

The is no justice

or good in him;

Just death

 

Only death

 

The shooting irons,

hot and steady;

With a single shot

they fall right down

 

To his quick eye

To his swift hand

 

And they whisper

“He comes,

here he comes.

Death comes to town”

 

And they flee

 

And they scream

 

As the left handed

gunman

saunters into town

Atlas

See me

I hold this world

I grip this heart

 

I am Atlas

I am all

 

I see the days

float away in the

sublime, crystal haze

of memory

 

I hear all your

voices, so soft and proud;

so grand and loud

 

I feel the weight on my back,

bound like Prometheus

as I stop the

world from crumbling

down

 

All your problems

are also mine

I listen

I cry

I add your weight

to my own

 

Even though you may not know it

I carry your burdens

whether you want it or not

 

I feel every cut;

every loss;

every crushing moment;

as if it were my own

 

I carry you burdens

so that you

are not

alone