Sickness
By: James Dubeau
Deep
In the pit
Of my stomach
A turning
Twisting
Anguish screams
Wanting to be freed
Bile rises
Matching mass unpleasantness
Wracked against my body
Staggered steps
Across the cool linoleum floor
Bring closer
The porcelain end
However temporary
To this wretched
Abhorrentness
Once
Twice
Three times
The sickness flows
Chunky meat
Mucus
Blood
Swirl about the bowl
Followed by
Fleeting relief
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A self-congratulating, back-patting, narcissistic, creative? writing experiment... Thanks for stopping by, constructive comments appreciated. All posted writing is a work in progress and may be updated at any time.
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