by Willow Rain
have me on fire:
or poured fire ants
into my blood stream.
very nice read throughout.......don
...the claustrophobia and angst so well. Well done. Not an easy poem to write.
Tess
was a great description but this verse really brought it all together:
~They point to my head
to my nose and the small lingering scar
from where they went in once
to take death out.~
Perfect.
I enjoy your work very much