Painfully stiffens limbs like watching the process of hardening soft spaghetti.
Makes bodies throw up guts like a soldier who isn’t ready.
Blood pumps through veins like air suffocating and overflowing a tire.
Every shadow in sight becomes a beckoning beggar, a criminal, a liar.
Heart slams into ribcage like a basketball pounding on pavement’s tar.
Steps become shorter and faster like punk chords on a guitar.
Mind melts into spine—chocolate mushy in it’s fluorescent wrapper from the sun’s rays.
Life is sucked from skin’s pores like brightness being taken by an overcast day.


About laurenfedorko

Aspiring writer. English teacher. Philosophy: know more about the world than you did yesterday and lessen the suffering of others.
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