Evil comes in many forms
The thunder woke me from a dead sleep
IT was closer than any Ive ever heard before
Another
Another
Like aliens awakening a seed buried long ago
MONDAY
after my sons first Hog hunt we deposited two heads into the freezer
A Freezer that had not been on in over a year
Stabbed into the wall this morning
A white empty chest with a glowing light
Ive iced the meat in a cooler in the back of my truck
Drain and ice drain and ice
Until the water isn’t pink anymore
Drain and ice
This fresh pork has ridden with me for three days now
Maybe the first pigs to make it to an Astros Game
Or see Baybrook mall
Check the heads - Check the freezer
Ive found a taxidermist who will boil them and turn them into European mounts
Wonder why a skull mount is called a European
Something to do with Vlad the impaler maybe?
She is a friend - but her text said something eerie at the end
“I don’t work on spoiled heads”
Cant work on me then I thought…
TUESDAY
Ill check the heads
My breath was stolen
The compressor never turned on
These animal heads were now putrid and liquifying
Stuffed in the white chest high coffin
Cooking in the garage under the summertime heat
There isn’t a word for the smell that emanated from that garage
The smell that wafted into the kitchen
The smell that caused every candle in our home to burn
Now the dilemma
What the hell do I do now
These pigs are my sons first large mammals
His journey from man cub starts here
But nothing will make me go into that cooler again
And for what anyway?
Crack a cutting tooth off
Split the bags wear a mask and save some teeth?
The taxidermist jinxed me
“No spoiled heads”
Whats beyond spoiled
decomposing?
I search and scour the web
YouTube and AI
Bio waste
1-800-got-junk
Come and take the whole freezer
I claim the power went out and there is spoiled meat inside
“No problem sir”
We will come give you a quote.
I live my life as though something isn’t rotting away in the garage
I check the front door every time a car drives by wondering when the cops will come and accuse me of removing a soul from this planet
I pray none of my enemies meet with a tragic accident
Not now at least
I can imagine the scene as the cops pull up…
Right out of a crime documentary
“When I got out of the car, the smell was so intense my eyes watered. I knew he had done it”
Open and shut case the gumshoes would say
This guys always been a loose cannon
Sir we can remove the freezer and the bio waste 150 for each service
300 bucks to remove a freezer - Have a nice day guys
“SO WHAT are you going to do? My wife says
For someone who keeps saying it’s not my problem you sure have a lot of interest in it.
“You’re just gonna let it sit there?”
“My mom says most trash companies will pick up appliances if you call them”
“Ameriwaste this is Jennifer”
Hello, I had a freezer compressor go out on me and our meat is spoiled do you come and pick that up or have a service or recommendation for me.
“Whats you address”
“Please hold sir”
No hold music
I guess no one uses the phone to call people anymore anyway
Meh would I rather sit in silence then hear some boring tune about sunny days -
Ok sir on your normal trash day place the meat in your normal trash receptacle
“Ohhhh…….K”… is she serious
On the 16th you can call back to get on our list for heavy appliance pick up
“OK thanks”
300 bucks or throw it in the trash can Thursday morning…
Holy hell I have to move this sack of bile and sinew into my trash can
Ok
Google don’t let me down
Ahh !!
Vinegar
Respirator
Baking soda
Gloves
AMAZON Order
Arrives tomorrow (what a world we live in)
WEDNESDAY
Pretend the problem doesn’t exist - at least while I shower
Do a little shopping
Take the crew to an Astros game
Astros over white Sox ! What a game!
White cooler in the back of the truck hauling my reminder of what exists at home
Ice and drain
Drain and ice
Garage still reeks
Cops still haven’t come
3M respirator arrives
Gallon of vinegar sitting on the island
Smell dissipates
THURSDAY
Before the sun rises
Thunder Lightning
CRASHING
Reminding me of the task at hand
I knew what Today meant
Ive seen things no man should see
Smelled things that shouldn’t exist
Ive been at the crux of evil and fate
I adjust the mask and affix the organic odor cartridges
I put on my gloves
I prepare a 50/50 solution of Vinegar and water in a spray bottle
I get a pitcher of water and grab the vinegar jug
I make my way to the garage
My children somberly stare at me like I’m walking to my death
Like this is the last time they will ever see me
It was partly true the man that walked into that garage never came back
The me that did - wasn’t the same.
You cant be prepared for something like this
When I opened the door
I was met with no smell
The respirator was worth every cent
I opened the garage door to a downpour and a black sky
Thunder lightning
Closer than its ever been
As if the Gods knew I was stepping into a world of darkness
The corner of the freezer I had yet to open was covered with maggots
I had not considered that things would work so quickly
Tiny ashen creatures writhing around
Revolting and grotesque
I grab another trash bag
Lift the coffin lid
The truth was worse than my imagination would allow
There was nowhere to run
Horror in its purest form
Maggots clinging to every edge of the interior
The black bag now blending with a thick sludge coating the bottom of the freezer
An abyss of evil that seemed to be an endlessly deep pool of terror
A black ichor that was once blood
I reach into the hole and pull up the bag
A thin layer of plastic that I count on to stay intact
A tear reveals the source of my agony
The escape of blood that has caused this new life to thrive in its waste
Maggots fall to the ground
On to the plastic and metal chairs perched beside the freezer
The rain pours and the Thunder sounds like the world could split under my feet at any moment
I manage to sit one bag inside another and tie it off
I let it lie in wait at my feet
I pour vinegar into the maggots home
A smoke appears as if I have just purified an evil
It rises up into the air
The vinegar like holy water destroying the putridity that surrounds it
Ive never bear witness to an exorcism but this couldn’t be far from it
The maggots squirm
Something about thousands of tiny worms moving in different directions gives you a feeling of wickedness writhing
Dying to feed on the flesh of the dead
A power in death that goes unseen
All at once the rain stopped
This world knows when evil is caged
When it is pent up
When it is alive
It knows too when it has been subdued
Cleansing the world of death and decay
I guess that’s what the maggots exist for
Here I am stopping the natural order of things
All the while I thought I was doing gods work
Maybe I was impeding it.
An inevitable cycle that I’ve interrupted
I pour more vinegar and water and close the lid
I spray the 50/50 mix everywhere
On the maggots cloaked in shadows
On the bag at my feet
The background has become empty and its only me
Far from help
Spraying in every direction
Vinegar lingering in the air
No smells penetrate
A black slurry is on my hands on the bags on the sprayer
Im a stranger to this distant monster called revoltion
A cruel punishment
And a realization that I was never safe
My nightmares thirst has been quenched
I place the double bagged parasitic buffet into the trash can and roll it to the curb
The neighbors wife pulls in across the street staring at me
Im shirtless and wearing a gas mask in the pouring rain
My gloves are covered in blood and black bile
I look back and wave
She thinks I’ve killed someone
The truth is Im the one who has just died
I take things the maggots have touched and placed them outside to be purified by the last of the rain
Everything reeks of dread
I spray and spray
I spray myself
Arms legs gloves
I leave the horde of endless maggots to die in vinegar
Leave the freezer closed
Thats a problem for another day
maybe the 16th
I wait hoping Jen knows what she is talking about
Will they pick this up at the curb
Does it become someone else’s problem for 46 bucks a month
The rain is gone
The can at the curb sits
Hiding a dark secret
The garage door remains open and the smell covers the street
Maybe I’ll consider cremation now…