Part of the Friday Theme (even if it is late)
Pain holds me caged in fingers, nestled in a palm. Humanity is fading; words, ideas, thoughts all lost, gone beyond agony. Pain clenches me, I grunt, groan, writhe, and my bones move. I am losing my Cnections, travelling solo. The people round me fade, I sink into Ctractions. Pain and I are alone. Civilisation retreats, and the baby comes.
Posted by Toni at February 1, 2004 06:36 PM