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[aid] => mick
[title] => look whose come for dinner
[time] => 2011-06-23 10:34:58
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[bodytext] => It bites me. Like a sudden wave, I am overcome. Now, the venom paralyses- I can't move though I still feel the pain (evolution deems anaesthesia unnecessary). I feel it crawling, turning on my back. I can barely breath... but I do anyway, worse luck! It cuts into me, at it's own leisure, it can take it's time. I offer no barrier to it's intentions. I don't bleed enough for it to matter. There's a pushing and scraping, then it flies away. I sit, wondering if it is over? Then.... a strange tickling occurs, faint at first, though I still can't move. Then the penny drops. There's something inside me. Something tiny, for now... It's eating me! I can't move. My life force used only to keep me fresh whilst it dines in comfort. There's no way back, or forward. Twinges of pain as nerve matter is consumed. I wait until I, am no more. it takes it's time I quiver, as it's increasing, tremulous volume ascends toward my cranium never quite killing in it''s careful consumption. I fear my brain is on the menu. I hear the scraping, like heavy breathing on my neck. This is it. My destiny. The ultimate insult to my dignity. A pure and necessary evil. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 142 [topic] => 13 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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