Dreaming on the Floor for 15 Minutes

I'm standing here in some empty room, nothing beyond me, just my presence. I raise my right arm high in the air and crane my hand in a tight stretched out form toward my mouth. My mouth unhinges and my hand slowly descends into the wetness of my mouth. I slowly urge my arm forward until the back of my throat opens up and allows the mass of my arm through its gates. My arm dislocates and the form of my arm continues to disappear until my elbow passes the pillars of teeth and my shoulder refuses passage of the other members attached. My belly is now filled with an arm, but not just any arm, but my own arm and I can feel the warmth of my insides below.