I wallowed in bed, which was our New York bed in our new house, which we still called the new house, even though we’d been back here for two years. Its reflection flared across the river toward our house, a long, blaring finger aimed at me through our frail bedroom curtains.
My life was alarmless.Īt that exact moment, 6-0-0, the sun climbed over the skyline of oaks, revealing its full summer angry-God self. A spooky ventriloquist-dummy click of the lids: The world is black and then, showtime! 6-0-0 the clock said – in my face, first thing I saw. This was no avian fluttering of the lashes, no gentle blink toward consciousness. I suppose these questions stormcloud over every marriage: What are you thinking? How are you feeling? Who are you? What have we done to each other? What will we do? What are you thinking, Amy? The question I’ve asked most often during our marriage, if not out loud, if not to the person who could answer. Like a child, I picture opening her skull, unspooling her brain and sifting through it, trying to catch and pin down her thoughts. Her brain, all those coils, and her thoughts shuttling through those coils like fast, frantic centipedes. You could imagine the skull quite easily.Īnd what’s inside it. She had what the Victorians would call a finely shaped head. Like a shiny, hard corn kernel or a riverbed fossil. The very first time I saw her, it was the back of the head I saw, and there was something lovely about it, the angles of it. When I think of my wife, I always think of her head. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).PART ONE BOY LOSES GIRL NICK DUNNE THE DAY OF
Get the embed code Twisted Insane - Voodoo Album Lyrics1.200 Round in the River4.The Chop Shop5.The Leash6.VoodooTwisted Insane Lyrics provided by I told everybody I was gonna hit the game up with a bangīut these motherfuckers wanna run around and actin' like a nigga don't hear though, just bleedin' I'm that same nigga, used to have to wearīrainy, people lookin' at me like a nigga was a weirdoīut I don't give five fucks, two nuts or a chewed up earlobe I don't really give a fuck if I ain't got shit but two tweeters I might turn into Benicio Del Toro and take flight Werewolf a motherfucker every time a full moon is out Scale I hit 'em with the illin' then I gotta peel 'em, in 'em on a good one tonight Really and I be on go-ahead-and-kill-everybody just to shoot this muh'fucka Old dogs say you be actin' like a bitch nowadays I been ready, bring your boys in 'fore I this stupid muh'fucka! Hoistin', mouth spittin' like it's poison When I murder anybody when I get up on a mic, I deliver I don't really give a shit about like 'who can go quicker' How the fuck you compare a nigga when my flow is so sicker Shaka Zulu, black magic, Voodoo, hocus pocus I don't really wanna get the lead off, I just wanna get a slam dunk with herĭon't be all up in my face tryin' to blow shitĭo you wanna see a dead body, won't you people scatter like roaches Walk up on you, shoot you in the face and then I put your body in a trunk with aīitch with a big rump in her, choppin' everybody head off
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Redrum, redrum, could've been a month, shit, it really don't matter Put 'em in a cage deep in the basement for disobeyin' me Out the graveyard like a zombie on The Walking Dead on A&E ('I am the devil, and I am here to do the devil's work!') Do I kill people? If I have to, baby girl