i envision putrid fruits entangled in delight i see their flesh oozing with heat and age in a hand, tanned and soft. i see brown eyes alight. i see nothing that is reality- just my fears obscured in a non sense phrase but it IS real. the pain in my sternum, my anger. i hear words echoed in my memory, i smell the unmistakable scent of a man. SHRIIIKKKK!- i unsheathe my long sword. LEAVE.