Saint
An extremely run-down young man shuffles onstage, staggers for a moment, then looks up as if the light bothers him. He grimaces, looks about tensely, breathes out a puff of air and stuffs his hands into his pockets.
I know you don't really know me or nothin', but I wanna' say thank you. Thank you for savin' my life. Now no, don't go thinkin' it was givin' blood or nothin'. It wasn't anything like that. You just...you've just been there fer me. So...thank you.
The young man starts pacing.
Like one time I was on acid, right? Y'know...among other shit. I was with some other guys, but I was havin' this real bad trip, right? Like...I get all up in my head on that shit. I'm like...I'm like that anyway, but like—this time was real intense. Real like—metaphysical personal shit. I started seein' these eyes and shit everywhere. The walls started like...bleeding and there was this red glow from the lights and it got like...it was just bad y'know? So anyway, everybody like...went to bed and everything, but I was still awake—just trippin' out and getting' the shakes and all that sorta' shit. I couldn't stay warm, right? I wrapped a blanket around myself and I still kept shiverin' like it wouldn't stop. I didn't know what else to do so... The man laughs. Look, I'm sorry. You prolly don't wanna' hear this part...but I just gotta' get it off my chest. I start jackin' off, right? Cuz like—I dunno, somethin' about is just...it's familiar. Y'know? I don't care if it makes sense. Anyway, I wasn't...gettin' anywhere. Y'know? I started thinkin' about all sort of shit, but nothin' was doin' it for me. And like..my heart was pounding like crazy cuz I was still trippin' balls. I was feverish. I couldn't stop sweatin' and clenchin' my jaw. And fuck, man, I was still seein' shit. That—darkness was tryin' to claw its way into my brain through my eyelids and just...suddenly...you were there. I don't know why. You just...you showed up.
The man smiles.
This might sound weird...but...my heart slowed down. I calmed down. I don't know if it was cuz' I was still seein' shit or whatever, but you—listen, again sorry but—you took me in one hand and with the other you pushed my face up to yours and kissed me. I remember you wore this...I dunno...gypsy costume or something. Ocean blues and greens...and...from there we. Well...look, you can probably guess the rest. Right? But look—I don't know what it was about that, but after we finished, you poured a golden light over my whole body and whispered into my ear until I fell asleep.
It wasn't 'till later that I found out I was in the early stages of an OD. Y'know. If I hadn't slowed my heart rate down, it woulda been...well yeah, it woulda' been bad. So just...thank you. I've never told you that, but thank you.
The man begins to walk away.
But um...let's not talk about it, alright? It's weird.
Hope you enjoy reading these as much as I enjoy writing them!
Love,
Dakotah
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