Sunday, May 11, 2014

Itch

With horror, I realize it's crawling in me, en route from wrist to elbow, wiry legs scratching my bones, and my shoulder tenses, anticipating invasion, while my chest seizes and my gut hardens as if to fight it off, a futile exercise.


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  1. Yikes!No!Am horrified at the mere thought!Do something-get it off!Loved the voice in here-totally authentic:-)

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    1. I'm sorry you were horrified. Well, not really -- that was my intention. :) Thanks for commenting.

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  2. I traveled everywhere with your words, effective take!

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  3. "wiry legs scratching my bones": Eeeeekkk!

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  4. Yeow, that 'crawling in me' grabs you and doesn't let go! I'm outta here!

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  5. You did a great job evoking that sensation of itch.

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