Weight.
This poison is spreading,
through my chest,
my head...
Muscles contract,
seize,
tie themselves
into the heavy,
encumbered flow of my being,
and freeze -
This weight is taking over everything. I can feel it in my chest, my head, my neck ... I can feel it in the way the light strikes through my eyes and pinches at the nerves - needle-sharp. Everything is slow. I can't seem to drain this poison from my body, lift this dumbbell from my chest. So I'm suffocating...and splitting in two, all at once. One of these things alone would be enough to bring me tumbling down. It's overkill, but hey...so is the world.
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