Frozen In a Bag

frozen in a bag i can still move, but i am numb i question the circulation of my blood my derriere is raw my stomach stays gurgling hello, my dear gastroenterologist charmed to meet you in this altered state of permanence in this moment, all i can think about is 'once upon a time' in this moment, what creeps into my head is 'colorectal cancer' now i become deathly afraid of my threatened mortality i wanna run, but then i would constipate myself and i could not live with that so i reluctantly decide to stay i pray for the wholesomeness of the thawing....... .....frozen in a bag.....