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6ft. under.
December 9, 2010
Deep down
I feel dirty.
I see the dark.
I hear screaming silence.
I smell old death.
I taste sweet blood.
In side
I feel sub-zero.
I see chipped slat.
I hear sickening footsteps.
I smell tart sorrow.
I taste dried tears.
Underneath
I feel numb.
I see dull eye lids.
I hear knifing screams.
I smell none stopping pain.
I taste cold shivers.
In it all
I feel nothing.
I see nothing.
I hear nothing.
I smell nothing.
I taste nothing.
© Ariel L., Bethesda, MD
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