Dark dream

Last night I dreamed I was choking and so I coughed until the phlegm lined my throat, but it was the roots of my tongue come loose from its bright moorings leaving me mute, intestate. My sphincter having reversed itself so that my entrails slowly bled a rich dark blood, devoid of oxygen. I'm like a sea cucumber spilling my guts at the first sign of danger. Others tried to stop the dam to no avail. Someone suggests a doctor to shove my entrails back in, another tries to realign my tongue. A child pulls the tampon that short up the bleeding. And my old augury spills to the ground unread.

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