Life On Pain

Life narrows when you're in pain, you weave through the casual requirements for life, and you are left to play the Darwinian asshole in which only your needs matter, survival! And everything else, including other people, is secondary. You don't require other people, you don't even desire them, you only hanker for a quick, peaceful resolution, that moment when the pain ceases and the soft lull brings itself about, wrapping like a cat's tail around your brain in a gentle, feline embrace of calm connections, and every hair of the longest leg saturates the poison in your head, and deepens the pause of impulsive nerves.