Anesthesia
a
no pain
existence,
simple in its
total dark twilight,
healing hush, calm as death
extreme sense of sweet silence
serene, no fear, no hate, painless
ill conceived dreams without stimuli
as (nine... eight... sev...) thoughts have eased (six...) I, aaa...
12/12/15
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