Friday, November 12, 2010

You know, I really don't know...

A tensing throughout the core creates some sort of moisture where vision is received.
Red liquid pores from the outer protection of the embodied figure.
Aching, tossing, thrashing the tangled knots in stiff contractions.
A crack of relief causes release of the tight horror of entrapment.
The creature lying within is released like a work of fire, flailing two and fro to catch the glimpse of happiness.
A light brighter than day expounds from the nonexistence of darkness, that brings the new mind home.

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