the snake
the bite
and
the anecdote
chase each other
through the same
shared stream of blood
gaining nothing
but the nerves they are put upon
abrasive
obsessive
circulating
within itself
a toxic enclosure of self loathing
Later, after being caught up in the storm
a shred of torn, frayed fabric
waves from the top spokes
of the surrounding
hard wired fence
its fibers flowing free
dressed as herself now
the wind carries nothing
wearing only her last words
nowhere
to be found
#clarity #dysfunction #ptsd #ocd #therapy #healing #hope #storm