UnFeeling

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It starts again...

The machine.

I feel my heart beating.

I feel it slow, then I know it's being transferred to the machine so it'll continue beating.

So it starts, again...

With the machine whirs and clicks and clangs and the metal braces, the teeth, the needles, prodding, poking, the eyes staring out of empty holes.

I don't feel anything, just... a white noise.

As if I'm standing in the ocean's eye and all around me are soothing sounds, but I know I am nowhere near the ocean.

I am in this body.

But my heart is nowhere in it.

it's in a machine becuse apparently, I need it to keep beating, even though it was beating fine already before it was put in it.

Now it just makes metallic beats: already assimilated.

It swells metallically.

It pumps with the oil and ink it was fed the night before.

I do not feel anything at all, the machine does all the feeling for me, relieving me of any tension I may or may not feel.

Feel.

feel

fe--el

----e-e-el

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