Suspended
- cdavid508
- May 9, 2021
- 1 min read
I’m not sure I’m awake but I’m aware. I’m magically suspended in mid air staring into a starless void. I hurt. If pain had color my joints would be rainbow. On the horizon there are three smokestacks emanating dark filth that is immediately blown horizontal. Yet here I lie in quietude, longing to wake.
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