Awareness drifts in a pool of sinew, flesh, fat, muscle, cartilage, hair, nail, bone, sodden skin, fluid, bile, excrement, blood, swirling in the maelstrom; in its belly thought.
Clarity forgotten, dissolved, flushed down the drain without Mercy.
Bon Secours,
Bon Voyage.
©dbyrne June 2014
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