Let us see how this goes…
Eye stare.
Nose nothing.
ya Ear it?
the tomfoolery of mixed senses.
BLECH.
that feels awful!
it’s crawly on my tongue,
as if it still lives!
that stabs my eardrum until
it cries red!
that dries my eyes
of all happiness
and that robs my fingers
of their once gentle nature.
That sucks.
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