I dare to press on your hidden back cyst like an unwanted argument.
How do I know it's there if it's hidden? Trust me, I know.
First, what comes out only is the 'gunk' that resembles the heart worms of a dog,
then a caterpillar,
then a dog-sized worm.
After the increasing value of 'gunk' your back ruptures open.
Spine exposed. In a perfect world, you got a perfect spine with no tumors, damaged nerves and scar tissue.
The cavity gapes open like a tear in a white sheet hung on a clothes line.
"You need stitches!"
But you will have none of that.
What you will have is a night on the neon town.
a/n: this is very gross I realize, but many of my dreams are.
