ENDOSKELETON

ENDOSKELETON

Sinister thoughts fill the cranium

Seeping, coursing, flooding, overflowing

Sending convulsive sensations down the spine

Those uneasy metacarpals, itching…

To send a calculated one to the jugular

to fossilize  this meaninglessness.

The burden on the tarsals

Mocked by the weight on the soul

The soul stole from the sole in whole

And took far beyond physical

The grim reapers’ bountiful harvest

Hanging indoors from a beam – limp.

The phalanges that cradled… no rocked

Slowly, gently in  rhythm with agony

Then stopped.

Releasing the deadly pill to induce still-ness;

The crumbling down of life processes

That began long ago with the endoskeleton

NUMB

NUMB

I feel numb.

pain so intense,

I’m at a loss for words.

It creeps up slowly

with the warm reassurance

Of familiar company.

It caresses

With the cold cynicism

Of a rapist.

It Jabs and bites

Grips firm, tears.

Then holds like a vice. 

It lingers...

Not the snapping of

Fingers nor clenching of

Fists will overthrow

this fit.

Eyes shut tight

tears imploring

jaws clenched hard

head throbbing

snapping heat strings...

I

Resign.

No

Pain didn’t win,

I chose to feel

Numb