reprisal v.
My vision’s getting blurrier
by the second;
it’s dark in all the places
I’ve never even noticed.
I never thought I’d be on his hit list,
but now there’s a searing pain
in my stomach
and I’m wondering what the cause of death will be
this time.
The last thing I see
before I close my eyes
is that bright purple jacket
he’s wearing
and even though I can’t see well enough
to spot his teeth
I know he’s smiling;
trying to finish me off with
his own satisfaction.
I expect him to say something
before he leaves,
but instead he just breaks
Einstein in half
and tosses him to the floor
beside me.
I never thought that
I’d be buried
next to
my enemies,
but here we all are,
a few feet of soil
and an inch or two
of fancy wood
and velvet
away
from holding hands.
Life is weird.
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glitch
PoesíaI am a monster. Everybody knows it, but they're too afraid to say it out loud. My body's made of static and dead skin cells, and I don't know if knowing that i'm a failure is what makes me sad or if it's the fact that everyone else knows i'm a failu...
