Clenched organs by 3 hands.
To constrict and inflict discomfort.
One, gripped and firm to tie a knot, to fill and explode.
One clenched to force out a gasp, pleading for a breath of affirmation.
A gut, constricted not by nature, is of vile content, to churn around a fictional idea.
I have yet to discover control.
Organ Versus organ.
A Cycle it is.
And emotions are what restrict logic.
Reminding myself that logic, is key to living.
To constrict and inflict discomfort.
One, gripped and firm to tie a knot, to fill and explode.
One clenched to force out a gasp, pleading for a breath of affirmation.
A gut, constricted not by nature, is of vile content, to churn around a fictional idea.
I have yet to discover control.
Organ Versus organ.
A Cycle it is.
And emotions are what restrict logic.
Reminding myself that logic, is key to living.
Angelique Fuentes.
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