Follow your breath.
When it comes (and it always does).
It will come as a fire that stops short of immolation
and then quickly recede into a slow burn.
The pain will be exquisite.
Listen for the hum of machines
who never yearn or tire
or eat, or sleep or want.
Focus on that soothing drone of industry.
On the safety of things far removed from that fever.
absolutely brilliant
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