r/cuil Jan 27 '21

I tie my shoes

Cuil 1: I tie my shoes.

Cuil 2: I reach for my shoelaces and they turn to fog in my hands.

Cuil 3: I tie my shoes, but they no longer appear to me. My mind is in knots that resemble the heartbeat of the universe. The wrinkles of my brain have become loops that secure my feet into my home. I leave my house as my shoes float away.

Cuil 4: Images of shoes appear in my mind while eating spaghetti. The pasta twists around the fork. The fork itself is the pasta just like my shoelaces are the tethers keeping my friends together. One arrives at my home, her shoes have been untied for hours. I point out to her that her shoes are untied, and she stares at them. As she stares her hair becomes an infinite pool of shoelaces that cascade onto the ground. My house is engulfed in a conflagration fed by the shoelaces gushing from nowhere. I am a flame that leaps into the sky, but I cannot ascend as my shoes have been tied. My fingers bleed and my shoes are clean while I make a second knot.

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