Synthesis of Senses
A splash of tonic to set the mood. A warm bath to dull the senses. A mere 10 minutes into my aqua therapy and it happens. As promised, the sandman shows up smelling of sweet death to send me to that gentle embrace I have waited for this entire day. As I walk along the clouds I leave behind drops of regret to help me find my way back to consciousness. Sensual fog to relieve me of the mediocrity that is existence. I find in this realm a peace that has escaped me in life. What seems like an eternity passes and I start to find myself among the living knowing that my only reward for this sentence is a gentle passing into that most favorable experience that refuses a long term commitment.
Copyright © Michael Maul | Year Posted 2023
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