i saw it.
her hand, your face.
i saw it and my
insides burned.
heart, throat,
breath, choke.
i couldn't
blink my eyes.
i saw it.
screamed in pain,
swallowed it down,
doubled over,
inside
but held my
head high.
i saw it
and felt my
exhale
crumble to
my toes.
i saw it.
you know that feeling when your heart stops and your insides can't get any smaller crumpled like discarded poetry a kick in the stomach - amplified the twinge that gives you away when you are trying so hard to seem okay with it all and you can't even figure out how to stop it.
i saw it
and you wont
see me
again.
A contest entry
- Quickie - Word Prompt - Wince by ml12.
500 points, ended November 27, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I liked the bodily sensations described in this piece and for the most part I felt like I was there. I liked the repetition and the short stanzas. Thanks for entering the contest. Just one correction: "wont" --> "won't"

