The writings of Hunter Coch

Seizure

The brain burns
With pulsating currents
Of neurological electricity
And emotional instability.

The brain burns
And awareness stays,
I can feel the shaking
I live in the fire.

The brain burns
With magic,
White lights dance
Until the afterglow.

The brain burns,
Reality bends,
Visual metamorphosis
It never really ends.

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