Think of your skeleton,
and think of what’s wrapped around it.
Now close your eyes and feel its weight.
Delete it.
Delete every one of your two-hundred-plus bones.
begin in your core;
your spine
your neck
your ribs.
Feel yourself implode.
Your centre’s now a black hole
a void.
Your lungs collapse first
squeeeezing
the air into a mist
that hovers over the alien vacuums tug.
Your intestines are untangling
and your lips are tingling.
You’re disintergrating
no,
evaporating.
Feel every atom of your existence fading…
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 9:36 AM UTC
Think of your skeleton,
and think of what’s wrapped around it.
Now close your eyes and feel its weight.
Delete it.
Delete every one of your two-hundred-plus bones.
begin in your core;
your spine
your neck
your ribs.
Feel yourself implode.
Your centre’s now a black hole
a void.
Your lungs collapse first
squeeeezing
the air into a mist
that hovers over the alien vacuums tug.
Your intestines are untangling
and your lips are tingling.
You’re disintergrating
no,
evaporating.
Feel every atom of your existence fading…
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
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