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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There is a parasite made of pure gravity lodged behind my breastbone. The room dissolves around it; the world turns to cold, uninteresting ash. Nothing exists except the itch under my ribs - the sickening, urgent demand to align the dark inside my head with something I cannot reach. I am pinned flat. Sweat drips down my neck while my teeth click together, a quiet, violent vibration in a completely motionless room. My skin has been peeled back and the exposed fat and muscle are boiling in open air. My organs are being crowded out by a single, agonizing form. It twitches. It drags its rusty edges across my lungs. I am choking on the air I haven't breathed for hours. This is the fever of fixation: a quiet execution where the blade moves a millimeter at a time. I lie here, a heap of dry, useless clay, watching the ceiling fan slice the darkness into strips. My mind is a meat grinder turning on empty air, screaming for the precise, elusive click that will let me draw a breath again. It moves inside me, writhing, resetting my bones incorrectly. It burns. It tears the wet lining of my stomach. I cannot move my hand. I cannot turn my head. I am forced to watch myself rot, trapped inside the convulsing, invisible machinery of my own skull - shaking, weeping without tears, waiting for the agonizing pressure to snap into place and finally let me go...
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