Something has been amputated,
cut off and burned.
I can still recall the repugnant smell
of burning flesh,
but not the pain.
The pain has been replaced
by vacant, empty, numb.
By non-feeling.
It’s better to feel nothing
than to feel bad.
Artistic surreal photo manipulation by Sarolta Ban
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