It starts with a warm to cold zipping on
your spine. A keen buzzing that holds your mind.
An anticipation that's never gone.
An excitement of the curious kind.
To feel every follicle of hair
standing up so straight along the body
from your legs to your head in charging air.
To be a connection that is shoddy.
The world fizzles about right before the
spark can be seen. Like watching your own brain
given form outside here in our strata.
Only a very slight tingle of pain.
And though our bodies might prepare to lock,
we are scarcely ready for the shock.
About the Creator
Cari Maxwell
Hello there! I am happy to see that something about me sparked interest in you! I have loved creating stories since I used them to entertain my younger cousins when we were kids. I thought I'd come to this platform to reinvigorate that love
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