Horror (prototype 1)

you'll feel me beneath your skin, wedged between flesh and muscle 

You'll feel me grasp under your arms, my cold pale cheek pressed against your spine, my hot blood and tears trailing down your baren formYou'll feel the small jolts and gasps emanating from me (hiccups)I'm slowing your growingswellingingestingmergingWe are assimilating into the same being, the dizzying wave and blur when you look down at your hands, because you know I'm in there. 

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