leeches
by marie gordon
I feel you in my heart
You black magic spy
You sick, slinky pink worm
Sifting grains of penance
Squirming weakness
Heart beat fast
A pant, a quiver
Then you slide by
You are my hatred
And my motivation
You are my love
And my every evil
I shiver with your stress
My sweat reeks with your scent
You drench me in your likeness
Anxious little slime
Sip, sip, air from the straw
So thin, too thin
I can’t get enough
My oxygen, You abducted
In my lethargy
Oh how you thrive
In my angst
Your greed revived
And tiny worms
Crawl from my heart
To the pit of my stomach
And there, you fester
You breed, you breed hunger
Hunger that hurts
Twisting my bowels
Like my head sank down
Through my esophagus
As if You swallowed it
Somehow it seems
As if I swallowed you
Were you in a cookie?
A cup of coffee?
A chocolate bar?
A Tai-chi tape?
Alas, I am the culprit
I created you
Your birth
Was my command
Problem is
I can’t remember
Giving any orders
Only you receiving them
Little worms
How You thrive
How I suffer
Your glee is my anxiety
Sappy creatures of my soul
You deceive me
You defeat me
I flutter with madness in your grip
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I love the ending to this…i think i am going to read some more…thank you for the nudge over here and for taking the time to read my work as well. ~john