{"id":2761,"date":"2018-03-12T09:00:34","date_gmt":"2018-03-12T09:00:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wp.lancs.ac.uk\/translatingpain\/?p=2761"},"modified":"2018-03-29T22:49:52","modified_gmt":"2018-03-29T22:49:52","slug":"fibromyalgia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/wp.lancs.ac.uk\/translatingpain\/2018\/03\/12\/fibromyalgia\/","title":{"rendered":"‘Fibromyalgia’, by Zara Carpenter"},"content":{"rendered":"

Fibromyalgia\u00a0<\/span>
\n My body drinks in the harsh cold of winter\u00a0<\/span>
\n Setting my bones on fire\u2028<\/span>
\n Hands ball up into blotched white fists\u00a0<\/span>
\n Suddenly and viciously\u00a0<\/span>
\n A message travels down\u2028\u00a0<\/span>
\n My over over sensitive nerves\u2028<\/span>
\n Sending fingers shooting out\u2028<\/span>
\n Dead straight\u2028<\/span>
\n Rigor morticed with pain<\/span>
\n \u2028Liquid churns hot in my spasming bowels\u00a0<\/span>
\n Limp sprinting to the bathroom\u2028<\/span>
\n I watch through open legs\u2028<\/span>
\n As blood drips into the toilet bowl\u2028<\/span>
\n A crimson red rose blooms\u2028<\/span>
\n Then slowly dissolves\u2028<\/span>
\n I am a clockwork toy<\/span>
\n \u2028Wound too tight\u2028<\/span>
\n The obsessions I tidied away\u2028<\/span>
\n Are coming out of their boxes\u2028<\/span>
\n Quicker than a child\u2019s presents at Christmas<\/span><\/p>\n

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