a blood red rose blooms through my gut
as hands from everywhere tear at my skin
sensation falls like petals of a wilted flower from my body.
i feel everything and then not much at all.
i cannot see the garden around me
or smell the floral perfume
or touch the soft petals
i only hear the ominous buzzing of angry bees
paralyzing me with anticipation
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 2:36 AM UTC
a blood red rose blooms through my gut
as hands from everywhere tear at my skin
sensation falls like petals of a wilted flower from my body.
i feel everything and then not much at all.
i cannot see the garden around me
or smell the floral perfume
or touch the soft petals
i only hear the ominous buzzing of angry bees
paralyzing me with anticipation