One is torn from the inside out as the death of life and the consequence of the original sin of \mankind manifests its estrogenic massacre;/

The red of the fruit \of the knowledge of good and evil pollutes /white linen so neatly;

With hysteria she is \diagnosed as the Rorschach test of mental /stability torments her very \being, betrayed by her body, her mind, her/ peers

Her mother rushes to \explain the details of humanity left to /human instinct, to reason,

\"No woman can be safe to safely /be;"

\"Why?" is the sound echoing,/ 

Resounding off the constantly moving electric city billboards of the mind;

From forehead to occipital, back and forth and forehead and back cursing the mind with great <fury>

"signifying nothing..."

<"Why?">

Can focus not come into the clear crystal images like that of the PowerPoint slides and textbook example photos;

Learning is fundamental, but focus is fundamental to learning. 

 

< Tick >

/She scratched her head;\

/I noticed the panting at first;\

It was as one notices the /painful determination in the eyes of \the newly passionate woman.

/She was silent in her passion, death, \and 

Red.

(The smell of copper reached the tear on her cheek);

/Compassion seemed weak but laughter was \savage;

/Mental warfare was the color painted on her lips, red with \the fire of...

"What?"

I couldn't keep my mind straight;

It wasn't /the coverage of her body or the lack thereof but the neurons firing so \quickly that it lit up a screen projected in my mind;

-Sipping Red Bull as the animal's wings of Crimson flare in the air of the eve of the night-

I must write.