What is this feeling?
A chilling reverberation—
Like skin dissociating from bone
Like the crackle of tendons snapping
under the weight
My shoes begin to pool with blood
Feet, splintered and numb
Lips, split and cracked
Dull ache after dull ache
after dull ache.
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A Meaningless Collection
PoetryA collection of variously themed poems that I write mostly on my commute to class or when I can't find a reason to fall asleep.
