paralyzed
it's the fear again
feels like marbles coming out of your
thorax
trapped in the
foyer, tuesday morning
with the giant skull
how many times
now?
drips blood
all over the mirror
all over the pantsuits
all over the dog
tears at the seams
makes the ceiling foamy
and sick and drip
drip drip drip drip
drip
grins and hollows out
your countenance with no
eyes
i just went to work
but i know what
will happen when
i come home
it's still in there
smiling
2 comments:
Sounds like somebody needs a hug!
please
please
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