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Sep 2010
push

hard
and fast and

the tiny drop of
nausea in the pit
of my stomach

as I close my eyes
the world spins around
me, and I stay
still

completely unmoved
by my surroundings
completely without
emotion, lifeless
for a moment

and as the world
rushes back into me
like a cold wind
the familiar shiver
descends my spine
and the awe
of being
overwhelms me

again.
push by Johnson Hagood is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.
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