Saturday, November 9, 2013

Another One

Three sharp screams ripping from my throat
Short unrefined spasms
One.
Again.
Last time.
My voice catches
Heat floods my face
My body, drenched and cold.
Terror spreads
Head in hands
Heaving
Gasping
Fleeing.
Inconsolable weeping
Fighting for my sanity
Dying for clarity
Breaking down
Just plain losing it.
Denying
Retching
Seizing
Limp and spent
Thousands of missed connections fire.