One Shot Wednesday 2/16: Survivor

Survivor

 

He dreams of women

with no faces—only slivers

over bone. They

all know his name,

and reach with hands

that are nothing but

tissue  pulsing,

grabbing his legs,

digging into the rumbles

of him. Nothing

should live with

no skin. But the women

won’t let him go.

They shriek—

dragging him down.

 

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16 Comments »

  1. randallweiss Said:

    Dark, vivid. I hope I don’t have this dream tonight…

  2. coalblack Said:

    pfffft. zombie gurls need love, too.

  3. hedgewitch Said:

    “…Nothing should live with no skin…” so that’s why we grow those layers and layers of callus. Fine and dark brew, and a nice peeling away of pretense, as well.

  4. Eric Said:

    “digging into the rumbles of him” – love that!

  5. Steve Isaak Said:

    Perfect, love this poem. Great finish.

  6. brian miller Said:

    ok…i dont want dreams like that…just saying…smiles.

  7. bkmackenzie Said:

    poor guy…that is one nightmare….but I too love the line “nothing should live with no skin”…that is a great line…bkm

  8. Shashi Said:

    Interesting and haunting one.. I some how could picturise the same with a sense of foreboding… Interesting…

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
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