"Please wait. The doctor will be with you shortly."
* * *
The body I currently reside in,
It is superficial.
It is not me,
But a mocking representation of me.
I am destined for greatness this mere shell cannot withstand.
The energy I emit burns and scorches this very flesh.
Burning it inside out.
A microwave.
* * *
"Sir? Sir! Somebody call for help!
Sir! Can you hear me?"
* * *
Lost in thought,
Detached from the physical anchor.
The ship sets sail,
Into the netherworld.
Erratic Behaviour
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