StonewallMature

You can either
stonewall
death
even if just
for a moment
or
you can feel it
immediately
all at once
crashing into you
like
a billion wounds
going through your veins
circulating
across your skin
terrorizing your brain
pins and needles
in your fingertips
frozen pieces
of your brain
causing
a blank face
or
spacing out
like you’re losing it
stonewalling
only prolongs
the inevitable
the inevitable pain
the crashing war
throughout your body
thousands
of gunshots
and spears
and wounded soldiers
throughout your bones
and crusading
through your blood
you can either
Stonewall death
Even if for
a blissful moment
or
you can feel it
all at once
raging and unforgiving.

The End

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