Palliativity 164: the pointy end

Phantom pain they called it. 16 years later and I’m still haunted.

Sometimes I forget myself. Sometimes the world tilts. I can’t even remember what life was like before.

Syringes thru scar-tissue more often than I brush my teeth. The feel of sticky blood drying in my fingerprints…

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Phantom pain is your body hanging onto trauma viscerally. Biology is heavy-handed with metaphors.

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