Napowrimo 2018 / Day 26 - Sense of seizure

Napowrimo 2018 / Day 26

Prompt - Write a poem about senses.

Sense of seizure

I smell citrus, head
whips, frantically looking
for an orange.

I taste taurine. Weird
I could not describe until
I tried a red bull.

I feel low in my
gut a feeling of dread,
impending crisis.

I see blackness, my
flickering eyelids flutter
like butterfly wings.

I hear muffled sounds,
gentle words, reassuring
anchor me to body