M.E.M.

Numbness

The disembodiment of it all

feeling the slow but imminent

panic rise to your chest and sternum.

 

Hitting

Slamming

Biting

Anything to make what some call “pins and needles” go away.

 

None of it helps though.

you cannot regain feeling

To the appendage connected to you through

veins, nerves, and bone.

You just have to wait it out.

Almost like physical silence has taken over.



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