Diruktober Day 12: Skeleton

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   Diruktober is a DIR EN GREY themed inktober challenge by re_be_ka_f. I chose to use them as writing prompts to join in on the fun. 



Paul bearing? Is that what they call it? Being a pallbearer sucks.

This damn box is made twice as heavy with the regrets of not getting to do one last hit of blow with my bestie.

Now he’s dead and it’s me who’s got to personally lug him to the grave? What fucking indignation. I wasn’t the one who popped myself in the head. Bastard. 


Still, I keep having these dreams about the guy. I never thought a skeleton could have expressions but he keeps getting in my way and cracking jokes and clacking his jaw at me. He’s laughing.


My best friend is a skeleton and I’m making my morning coffee and he says “how ‘bout them BEANS? “And slaps a bony hand on my shoulder. Clack clack clack.


I’m getting my haircut and the guy clacks out “Iambic pentameter, iambic pentameter, iambic pentameter,” ad nauseum just to fill the silence in his own skull. 

I never realized how annoying my best friend was until he was a skeleton over my shoulder saying my mom made a meaner breakfast.


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