cold

Written after suffering from a wicked stomach bug. ^_^;;

cold
it hurts (I hurt)
burning, biting, clawing
running, tossing, kneeling
it aches (I ache)
hot
overheated 
frozen solid
stiff sore fire ice
ow ow ow

blood
it rushes (too fast)
thumping, beating, pounding
pulsing, throbbing, breaking
its thick (no water)
dry
desert sands
dehydration
dense heavy weak tense
to the very core

Author's Note

I was still kind of... not good when I wrote this. Pardon the oddity of it. ^_^;

Reviews

[Ufi Auttorri ~ UfoAutho..]

Magnificent! I weep, and weep and {bwah!!!} (and weep some more.) Double-darn those burdensome, burglar bugs!! How dare they rob well-being and cause discomfort to my dear Emma!? {reeking of righteous indignation, large magnifying glass and magic feather in hand} A tonic, no two! ...and a tube of globular moo; just the thing to bedevil the dastardly dirt what plagues a princess of the Pleistocene plane! Your words, such anguish! Such raw, unadulterated pain. Short, potent, pointed in places; blunt and bloody damn fine in other. Bludgeon those little blighters, ma Cher! I must see the color and smile return to dear Emma's face lest I am forced to waltz with dragons wearing ketchup lip gloss. {eww}

[Emma Lee-Riviera]

Oh, my stars. You have made my day. ^_^ I'm feeling much better. Only a twenty-four hour thing. (o^_')b