Cardiac Arrest

November 21, 2011
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if my heart doesn’t
jump out if my chest soon,
it will drown in the
pools of my stomach
and dissolve into a
vulnerable, fizzy mess of
purple, ruptured veins and
elastic dermis,
encompassing the
perceptions of my
amygdala and
constructions of my
own recall.

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