for a second

I was haunted
for one second
one inhale
one million pictures ran before my eyes
at that moment
a micro panic attack
a half-conscious move
thrown back
grabbed by the long-forgotten
faint feeling
like a razor blade through my temples
like a punch in my chest
how old was I at that moment
how far away was I dragged
I even wanted to cry

until I took another breath
checked reality
looked closer
grinned
and went on
confused
curious about how the memory works
curious about
the unspeakable


Sid Saturnicki, 24092020


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