2.21.2009

The Healing

It feels like a fever.
Confused, hazy thoughts accompanied by sweat and shivering.
It feels like drowning.
Can't breath, pressure, desperation.
It feels like a burn blister.
Pus-filled remnant of the cigarette you put out on your forearm.
I didn't know it was possible to ache on command.

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