Lights flash. Glowsticks twirl. rip snap glow rip snap glow ripssnapglow ripsnapglow rispnapskgoa thelkaljth the words blend the sounds smear the colors undulate and suddenly i heave i hurl i **** i puke my stomach caves my body shivers my brow sweats my knees quiver i lurch to the ground splashing in my warm milky surprise. and expectedly i puke i **** i hurl i heave the world twists the technicolor dream-coat of Donny Osmond happiness swells. it rips it pulls it tears it ***** and I'm a hostage to its psychedelic screams. Faces twist into positions they aren't meant to hold. gasps wheeze into my pores, burrowing like soft, comforting mole rats into my being. I'm dissected.
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