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Description
Layer one; wax paper for your brain.
Lines are distorted, but shapes can be seen.
It’s thick like milk, but fluid all the same.
I could swim in it, but I’m at just as much risk of drowning.
It’s like your eyes.

Layer two; parchment paper for your thoughts.
Everything is sepia toned, and the fibers are just thick enough to dull your senses.
It’s suffocatingly sweet, the consistency of honey.
There’s hardly breathing room, but I’m content, comfortable.
It’s like your embrace.

Layer three; a concrete wall to keep your emotions in check.
Cold and dark, or maybe bright and warm, but you’re too numb
To react, to feel, to process it all.
Firm, pliable, like clay.
It moves with me, resists me, for me, against me, pushes and pulls.
It’s like your kiss.

Layer four; a steel door between you and the world.
No dark, no light. No sound, no silence.
It’s abrasive and solid, but not indestructible, like brick.
With enough wind and rain, it chips, flakes.
An earthquake could collapse it, but I alone cannot.
It’s like your heart.

Description
Layer one; wax paper for your brain.
Lines are distorted, but shapes can be seen.
It’s thick like milk, but fluid all the same.
I could swim in it, but I’m at just as much risk of drowning.
It’s like your eyes.

Layer two; parchment paper for your thoughts.
Everything is sepia toned, and the fibers are just thick enough to dull your senses.
It’s suffocatingly sweet, the consistency of honey.
There’s hardly breathing room, but I’m content, comfortable.
It’s like your embrace.

Layer three; a concrete wall to keep your emotions in check.
Cold and dark, or maybe bright and warm, but you’re too numb
To react, to feel, to process it all.
Firm, pliable, like clay.
It moves with me, resists me, for me, against me, pushes and pulls.
It’s like your kiss.

Layer four; a steel door between you and the world.
No dark, no light. No sound, no silence.
It’s abrasive and solid, but not indestructible, like brick.
With enough wind and rain, it chips, flakes.
An earthquake could collapse it, but I alone cannot.
It’s like your heart.