ImageIn seizure I am most free

away from any discernible opposition, detached, oblivion. It is uncharted territory, in every sense. I know not its walls, only fringes: pain getting there and coming down. The rest is white. I know not where I go.

In seizure I am most free.

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September 6, 2013 · 1:22 am

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