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Prompt: Swimming in the seas of a drug-induced twilight. Am I living or am I dead? How long have I been under? Will I ever surface from swimming in this crystallized amber womb? The feeling of being inside of you. The fear I feel inside myself. Mortality in question. Am I worthy of love? The horns swell. Try a little tenderness plays on.... I am flying. I can taste the salt in the sea. I hear the sounds of the atmosphere from thirty thousand feet. I am buried in the dirt. Crawling my way out of this gravity grave. The worms fill my mouth and try to choke me into becoming one with them. I fight for existence. I fight for the young souls I helped spawn. I awake, grasping for air and flailing. The nurses restrain me. And shoot me up again. I'm slipping back into another dream from the morphine. They are only protecting me from myself. I shrug off the effects of the induction of more honey. I smile as the faces around me melt into nothing. Time means nothing as I fade back into the womb. A drug-induced dream. A surgical repair from this state of being. Have they removed it all? The festering wounds inside me? Or, is this only the beginning of the end?
