Silver metal flashes across white flesh.
For an instant, nothing.
Eye of the storm.
Only an instant
Before a red pen line marks my body.
Red ink bleeds and smears
Against a worn canvas,
Striped by days and nights I wish I could forget.
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 10:27 PM UTC
Silver metal flashes across white flesh.
For an instant, nothing.
Eye of the storm.
Only an instant
Before a red pen line marks my body.
Red ink bleeds and smears
Against a worn canvas,
Striped by days and nights I wish I could forget.