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act three; five; creep.

act three; five.

It was happening
all over again. Eli
lost interest in
school, and only paid
attention too one thing.

Thales. She felt guilty,
if she hadn't been trying
to save Eli, everything
would've been fine.

So, in result, Eli
went and visited
her almost everyday.

She would read
to her, sing, just trying
to wake her up.

Eli knew it wasn't
a romance novel,
but she wanted
to try anything
to wake her up.

Today was special
for Eli. It marked
three weeks of
comatose.

"I'm here to
read a poem to you.
The nurse said that
you've been moving
a lot lately,
so that's good."

Eli sighed and
pulled out her
copy of
"The Beauty of Weapons."

Her favourite
book of poetry.

"I remember you
said that you liked
Robert Bringhurst, and
I really like
reciting poetry, so, yeah."

Eli took in
a deep breath,
and began speaking
loudly.

"These poems,
these poems,
these poems,
she said,
are poems with no love in them. These are the poems of a
man
who would leave his wife and child because
they made noise in his study.
These are the
poems
of a man who would
murder his mother to
claim
the inheritance.
These are the poems of a man like Plato,
she said, meaning something I did
not
comprehend but
which nevertheless
offended me.
These are the
poems of a man
who would rather sleep
with himself than with
women,
she said.
These are the poems
of a man with eyes
like a drawknife,
with hands like a
pickpocket's
hands, woven of water and logic and hunger, with no strand of love in them.
These
poems are as
heartless as birdsong, as
unmeant
as elm leaves,
which, if they love,
love only the
wide blue sky
and the air and the
idea of elm leaves.
Self-love is ending,
she said,
not a beginning.
Love means love
of the thing sung,
not of the
song or the
singing.
These poems, she said...
You are, he said, beautiful.
That is not love, she said rightly."

And with a
simple kiss to
the forehead,
she left,
not planning to
return for
a long time,
because it only
gave her
false hope.

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A few days
past, and Eli
had spent
them writing.

She wanted to
write something
that would be
perfect for Thales.

But every time
she tried, she could
hear her voice saying,
"You know I don't
like pretentious
sweet writing."

So, several days
later, when Eli
thought she had
written the perfect
thing, she rushed
to the hospital.

Entering Thales room,
she placed down
the Sunflowers, adding
to the mound of
flowers she already had.

"I've written
something for you,
my darling.
I hope that
you'll love it."

Pulling out a
notebook that had
several torn out
pages, Eli turned
to a dog eared page.

"Run away with
me,
Help me find eternal
peace,
Please, oh, please don't be
afraid,
The monsters can't hurt you
now,
Oh, I'll protect you while we
run,
Through the last rays of all the
sun,
Don't be afraid
now,
I've got you in a close
hold."

Eli sighed. Of
all things that
would wake her up,
she thought
it would be
Eli sharing her writing.

"It's okay Ty.
We'll try again
tomorrow."

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The following day,
Eli went into Thales
room to find her hooked
up too many more IV's and
machine's.

"Nurse! Nurse!"
Eli yelled.

"What? Is she
waking up again?"

"Hold on, again?"

"She woke up
last night. Very
briefly."

"And I wasn't
informed?"

"We're sorry,
Miss. Grayson."

"It's fine. Just...
Please leave the room."

Eli sighed as
the nurse shut
the curtain,
blocking out
the entire hospital.

"You know,
I almost never
call you Ty."

"But I really
need you to
wake up,
and if it will help..."

"I'm gonna try
singing again today...
And I thought,
Radiohead is really good
at jump starting
emotions so... Yeah."

Eli took in a
deep breath,
and made a wish.

"When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eye,
You're just like an angel,
You're skin makes me cry,
You float like a feather,
In a beautiful world,
I wish I was special,
You're so very special."

Eli began to cry.
Gross salty tears.
Pouring down on
Thales hospital bed.

"I don't care if it hurts,
I want to have control,
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul,
I want you to notice when I'm not around,
You're so very special,
I wish I was special."

Eli was choking
on sobs now.

"Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up, Thales!
Why are you
doing this to me.
This isn't fair.
Please!"

And then a
deep breath came
from a body that
didn't belong to her.