Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.


with the taste of metal
in my mouth

the purple wound

the cold that makes me

the liquid oozing out
from the wound

the threatening rhythmic sound
of the metal

the wet blanket
wrapped around my shoulders
which fails to protect me from the cold

2 responses

  1. I’m sensing pain goes along with this story?

    April 2, 2015 at 12:03 am

  2. Oh wow, this is very powerful Maria. It intrigues me as to what it could be (this obsession).🙂

    April 2, 2015 at 12:53 am

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