Symptoms

by Becky   Jul 10, 2007


My mouth is sealed shut
With rubber cement.
My heart is a brick
Falling from a 10-story building.
My mind is a freeway
At rush hour in L.A.
My stomach is tight
Like a new pair of jeans.
My chest is burning
With intense flames.
My eyes are magnifying glasses
Distorting the real image.

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  • 17 years ago

    by audrey harris

    Wow. Great writing, including the similes and metaphors. excellent!