the unfelt energy rises from your toes. in an instant, it gathers at the heart center.
raw. strong.
slowly overwhelming.
you choose to give it your undivided attention. there’s nowhere you’d rather be.
it travels higher—it becomes you,
you become it.
your face is no longer yours—it’s a smooth sheet of paper being crumpled into a ball.
at the peak, the stranger’s body creepily stretches into a flimsy cow pose.
praising the ether.
squinting up.
you explosively transition into a cat shooting the energy back into the limbs.
the ball of paper unravels, each corner pulled back into a smooth sheet.
the body is yours.
again.
“bless you,” I say.
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