I feel it like a panic frenzy crawling up and then back down my spine.
I smell the it in the air is someone's dashboard up in flames.
I get a taste in my mouth like dirty pennies had just filled it up.
Oh fuck! My neorotransmitters are about to run amok.
when i have a grand mall seizures they seem to take me at their leisure.
Now once again i am sitting here feeling burnt like i am fighting off a three
digit fever. spaced out in pain pulling glass out of my face at my place bleeding once again in
the pain of the am....