thighs

powder shock

extremities freeze

adrenalin splash

crashcrashcrash

there's something in my throat i can't swallow

  two is over.   i want three to be how i want it to be   (...you're left with this feeling that it happened, it's gone, and it meant [nothing]

  even though you thought it would mean something...)   [nothing] is the wrong word; i'm left with an inadequate taste in my mouth  

Dance

Dance, when your broken open.

Dance, if you've torn the bandage off.

Dance in the middle of the fighting.

Dance in your blood.

Dance, when you're perfectly free.