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‘intense’

every time i hear that word i get horrible war flashbacks of that awful day on the coast. the sun was beating hot and so were the coos. there was sand in my drawers but i didnt tell anyone because it was embarassing and it kind of felt nice in a weird way. i just finished two especially jostling training runs with a newbie named Frank. He was young but i liked the way his teeth didnt fit inside his mouth. things were starting to get a little dizzy from the gunshots. the buildings loomed above me. the heat was a mocking burn of sweer potato. but my good buddy Rachel, a fellow on the force with me, told me our next task was rather easy. its a ride for a child, she says to me. it will be slow and easy, she says to me. i look at the dark clouds that begin to swirl above us. i doubt her but she is a trustworthy friend. i hand my pack and gun to a nurse, who also happens to be rachel’s father. rachel, frank and i go straight on into the storm. its a tsunami! i says. its a hurricane! i says. at first its okay but then we get to spinning back and forth back and forth in the winds. i look up to god, who happens to be a teenager with a control panel. he doesnt lift up on the intensity of the tsunami hurricane. this intensity goes on for a couple minutes and i look over at rachel, the one who told me this was a childs task. this storm was no childs task. soon we stumble off. the world is a turning, twisting abyss. i see god smile down at me with a mouth full of chicken nugger. i dont remember much after this, just swirling and intensity. so much intensity. its an intensity overload. i drink a water but it doesnt help. the nurse hands me back my things and they turn into snakes in my hands, slithering away! i fall down to the ground, everything becoming so very intense. its all so intense. soon enough i look down and lunch is on my shoes. this was not a childs taks, i says to rachel. this was not a childs. task. this was intense.