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The wretched irony becomes apparent.
You twitch and climb through the entangling web
                            crawl through the intricate maze
to learn that you will never reach the end
but a terrifying minotaur
only the center
the heart
where the most horrifying evil preys
the towering walls grow arms
an infinite sum of groping
overpowering arms
there is nowhere to run and hide
as the walls stretch taller touching the sky
they creak and move closer
while the arms reach and pull you
the tentacles grab you
and try to destroy you
the sky turns a deep dark black
an infinite black
there is no hope
the solid ground begins to melt
as the blades of grass become sharpened knives
the treacherous teeth of the animal below
suck you down
and consume you
there is nowhere to go but forward
as you write in agony
go forward
with the only hope
that soon the monstrous insidious nightmare
the desperation
the pain
will end

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Blister and Burn, Janet Kuypers 2007 book