a pulsating traffic jam driven directly into the aorta
no
less consensual
a hypodermic filled with angry bees shot directly into the trachea
mainlining electricity from the junction box
a lightning bolt epidural
two meteors on a collision course with a cantaloupe hovering just on the edge of consciousness
screaming underwater in bold type italics
stripped down to bare metal in an acid bath
no
less wholesome family entertainment more satanic orgy in the bowels of a condemned building being swallowed by the swamp
there is an alligator staring in the darkness
ready to silently swim over and take a nibble with enough force to sever a limb
it s like that
all of that
in the back of my skull
I am familiar with those feelings.
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for that, I am sorry
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No apologies, please. You didn’t create the feelings…only gave them words.
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