as i peel back the onion skin exposing the onion skin beneath expecting the new layer to be an epiphany of sorts in a languid absence of answers, there is an epidural effect as the spine stops responding to signal i just wish the needlework stitching of the vivacious nurse with almond eyes who blushes more than watches stabs on repeat sliding stainless steel along bare bone sending sparks to tear down to pierce the layers of tear inducing angst.

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