And you, gentle reader --
Are you here?
Attending closely?
Is fresh blood flowing 
to your brain?
Are you alert,
anxious to grab
the meaning of these words?
OK, then, here we go.

These words want you.
These words want to suck
the marrow from your bones.
The soul from your eyes.

These words want to leave you hollow,
and wondering how to breathe.

Yes, keep your eyes on these words, friend.
These malignant, wormy words,
crawling back through your eyes,
making echoes in your mind,
working backward
Through blind and drooling ego,
like maggots through rotting flesh,
Back to where 
you don't know where you are,
where there are no other words,
where there are no words.
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