I need an exorcism. Someone to sage me from head to toe, sage my blood, my guts, my bones, my brain. Unzip me and let everything fall out, scrub it all with soap then put things back into place. I'm sticky and dusty and everything is all wrong. Claustrophobic and trapped within these walls and within this skin. This constant lurking of sludge and cobwebs in every corner. Dingy. Dull. Stale. Rotten. Possessed by filth. Altogether uncomfortable in every conceivable way. Suffocating.
