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I am afraid of heights.

If I ever near the edge, I can't help it. I always, always look down.

My head spins, and I back away. I can imagine my worst fear; losing control and hopping over the railing, as one would hop a fence, and falling, unbounded.

The wind would whistle past my ears, but I can't help but wonder what I would feel like. Would it hurt? I think that the fear of falling itself would be worse than the impact. I would just fall, and fall. My stomach dropping, over and over and over.

Then, the sudden rush of hard, solid ground, cradling my body as I came to meet it.

It would certainly make a mess, wouldn't it? The more I think about it, the more I dread it. One of the worst fates imaginable, gore wrapped in fear.

I would come back to my senses, still pressed against the wall, far from the edge that threatens to pull me over the side.

I would always, always walk away.

And I would vow to never, ever look down.

Wake up in the morning feeling like there's elephant on your titties. Lovely. Your thoughts were partying last night so your brain is having a hangover. The butterflies in your stomach have turned into bats and are biting your stomach. A python fell asleep halfway through strangling you, so you feel tight and stiff. The second your feet touch the floor, the dust bunnies in your nerves begin running tirelessly, shooting coals into your tendons. The hippo that was swimming in your saliva has gotten caught in your throat, monkeys are jabbing sharp bananas into your nostrils until you sneeze, and when you sneeze, fire ants erupt from your throat. No stretch or massage would help. It's just another day in the zoo.

WITHOUT

—it’s the sensation

just before complete

deprivation when

Infinity calls—

and draws us into

her aching bossom

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I'm the better. She's the worse,

But you've only got eyes for her.

I just want to be special to you,

You're special to me.

I look in your eyes, you look at me,

But I'm lucky you can't tell what I'm thinking.

Saying nothing staring at me, stop doing that,

You're pulling at my heartstrings....Please....

Please, please, love me,

Please, please, be with me.

I can't say anything, you chuckle and smile,

Can't breathe, my heart beats a million miles.

But then a sound distracts you from me. It's her again....

And you're leaving.....

Now I'm all alone,

While you're with her,

Driving her home.

What is it? Am I not enough?

Pretty, skinny, kind enough?

Please, please, love me,

Please, please, be with me.

I want this to end.

Her with you, and me just your best friend.

What's this? The second or third time,

She's broken your heart? It's about time that instead you're mine.

Honestly, I'm being selfish, I know,

But I sick of seing you go.

You say, "I really love you."

I say, "I do too." But you don't mean it the same way I do.

Please, please, love me,

Please, please, be with me.

Please, please, don't hate me.

Please, please, realize and notice my beauty.

Please, please, know that I only care about the best for you.

And the best for you is me. And the best for me is you.

Please, Please, I love you.

Please, please, love me too....

As the night

Transforms you,

And takes you screaming

From behind...

...As leaking daylight

Leaps out my

Ass,

I've

Brand new fields

To find

That have never

Been explored,

And maybe

Never will be graced

With a presence

So forgot

That's buried,

Yet on the fringe of waste.

The night has these

Magic ways

Of poking

Holes in all we know!...

Feel it bleed

Throughout my mind!...

...Where do those

Dead hours go?...

...Now my fangs

Are coming in,

And now,

As things heat up,

My spirit self,

And I

Must finally

Let the night erupt!

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2018

Bunny Villaire