Sunday, January 14, 2018

My Convulsion


All of a sudden I was gripped by an uncontrollable spasm, primal and instinctual.  I was grunting in deep guttural moans and contorting myself into every conceivable position.  As the seizure gripped me it seemed to increase in intensity and I, being alone, allowed myself to be carried along into its fullness.   Every fiber and cell of me was clutched in it… Stretching!  Who ever thought that up is A GRAND KINDNESS.


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