1227

Weightless white floating flecks

Sweat rolling down my chest.

A ring of stone, a cone of wood

The only things, understood.

Transformation, freed through flame

Hopefully less, remains the same.

1226

On my back with mouth agape

Breathing made harder by her movements.

I do my best and swallow straight

Wanting nothing but to please my dentist.

1224

Innocuous poison

Triggered

Blood turned black.

Happiness attacked

Saddened

Abandoned hopes.