In the Heat of Battle

Written today, hot off the press as I would say. Don't judge it too harshly, it needs more revision.

The web is thick with sieve and fluid.

Clinging to my flesh,

Osmosis through the skin,

Seeping into my blood,

Crushing my lungs,

Filling my heart,

Blinding me,

Freezing my tongue.

I’m lost in the thickness of it

The rotten smell

Creeps in my nose

Traveling through the cavity

Fogging my brain

Stealing the rich thick color

Killing the neurons

Blocking the synapses…

I can’t think!

I can’t breathe!

Where do I turn?

What do I do?

I am a pile of flesh

With no working organs

This mess I’m in

Is killing me…