Splash.
I'm lodged in your vein.
Blood oozing from your now
punctured skin. From the polished,
wooden floor, to your plump big toe, I dart.
My fingernails clawing at your cells, keeping
my thin slice of a body imprisoned within. Soon tears
will flow with blood and I'll try to hang on longer. Hang on
until silver tongs rip me up. I'll take palm-fulls of your injured flesh as souvenirs. My presence will stay, covered by a cloth, slowly seeping
deeper, turning your muscles green, suffocating every
plea for health. Infection will spread like the cracks
in that polished, wooden floor that gave me life.
Your arteries will begin to tighten until your
limb altogether becomes useless. It’s
funny how someone as puny as
me can have such a huge
effect. Maybe you
should wear
shoes next
time.
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 9:11 AM UTC
Splash.
I'm lodged in your vein.
Blood oozing from your now
punctured skin. From the polished,
wooden floor, to your plump big toe, I dart.
My fingernails clawing at your cells, keeping
my thin slice of a body imprisoned within. Soon tears
will flow with blood and I'll try to hang on longer. Hang on
until silver tongs rip me up. I'll take palm-fulls of your injured flesh as souvenirs. My presence will stay, covered by a cloth, slowly seeping
deeper, turning your muscles green, suffocating every
plea for health. Infection will spread like the cracks
in that polished, wooden floor that gave me life.
Your arteries will begin to tighten until your
limb altogether becomes useless. It’s
funny how someone as puny as
me can have such a huge
effect. Maybe you
should wear
shoes next
time.
#pain #form #creative
