Metallic

METALLIC

Twisting rusting wire tightly wound round the base coiling its way from electrode to electrode dancing in blue electricity reflecting off the dull tarnished surface, metallic colours shine in the dimly lit light making pain burn through my body, torturing me with pleasure and pain in a collage of hell.
I’m a human mind hooked up for the electrical trip of a lifetime.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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