Mama Monologue

Mama...are you capable of coming back. I am yearning to hear you speak. I fancy to seeing you again. I need to hold you again to never let you go. You told me not to toy with death, this was the one time I didn't listen. Me being “THE” best doctor in the macrocosm I can't lose a patient let alone my mother. I have some cronies at Hopkins who fancy to aid my experiments to beat death. Hopkins has a defibrillator in the lab. “If my belief in Frankenstein being able to make life with electricity we can do the same to prevent death” I said to my colleagues. I'm going first I proclaimed. Keep watch on the monitor and let me flatline for a minute. A deep silence arises all you hear are the lasting beats of my heart till...nothing. A simple minute
I enter through the creaky gate of the decaying garden; walking through the yard; her pulchritudinous roses, withered away with each step I took. Peregrinating to the door the wood rotting at the edges termites conversing, as if we were at a party, I refused to touch the repulsing door but in consideration for my mothers salubriousness. However the home didn't have the smell of death or decay, it smelt of warm cinnamon bread toasting in the oven. Warm Cinnamon bread the most delectable treat mama ever made for me; I couldn’t resist to take a
According to the assessment on mama, I had to question Lilith with simple questions like “who is this woman because this isn’t my mama,” nevertheless my momma has two birthmarks, each on a one of her shoulders one of a heart the other of a strawberry this woman has neither of the two. Lilith then told me that William and Leonard, two of my closest cronies from Hopkins had come by to borrow mama for the experiment that we had done a while back, about beating death. Lilith had finished telling that she thought it was a good idea on behalf of how I’ve lost everyone dear to me, my father, my sisters, my only brother, and she didn’t want me to lose my