A muscle in my metacarpal twitches
A metallic smell pervades the air
I think I hear a high-pitched whining
Hairs rise on my arms and neck
Heart rate slows
Thrumming in my ears
Pores perspiring
Pupils dilating
Something’s coming…
Or someone…
(Or something wrong?)
What!
Flight or fight has me
A finger twitches and
Eyes flicker
Stay or go?
STAY!
STAND!
BALANCE STANCE!
PREVAIL!
Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 10:08 PM UTC
A muscle in my metacarpal twitches
A metallic smell pervades the air
I think I hear a high-pitched whining
Hairs rise on my arms and neck
Heart rate slows
Thrumming in my ears
Pores perspiring
Pupils dilating
Something’s coming…
Or someone…
(Or something wrong?)
What!
Flight or fight has me
A finger twitches and
Eyes flicker
Stay or go?
STAY!
STAND!
BALANCE STANCE!
PREVAIL!
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