meditations on the pain.
nerves at the peak of some fringe sensitivity…the dead flesh sat in my mouth for some amount of time before I gave it up…no screaming and no complaints for such a simple loss of blood and energy…a wound that has never happened quite like that before until today…severed the frightened feeling with the chunk of skin and nerve…no one noticed until far after the fact came and went…the bloody tip still hot and pulsing tries to warn me of the impending dangers of mistreatment, but the pressure remains to blot out the cries in pain…emotional pain is so much more sincere, but physical pain is direct and there unlike the ephemeral emotions…
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