Infection

A Poem by SkinlessFrank

Sometimes when I'm bored

I like to take a pencil and

insert the tip into my ear

I'll scrape around in there

and dig out the wax

and sniff at it

The odor reminds me of

a mildly sweaty underarm

or a dishrag

Kinda earthy

with a touch

of mould

or something

So last night I tried something new

I slid a ballpoint pen in about an inch

It hurt like crazy at first

and there

was a lot of blood

as well as some clear fluid that

ran down my neck

But after a while

the pain subsided,

and I decided to see

how much farther

I could slide

the thing in

I surprised even myself

The shaft went it easily

with

only a bit of resistance

when it happened to

encounter

some spongy tissue

in there

Finally I rammed the remaining two inches in

...whacking my ear against the wall

Now if you peer in closely

you can see just the end

of the red plastic,

floating there

like a glass bead

it's beginning

to throb a bit

and

feels hot

inside

and don't feel

so well

either

But

in my soul I

have that special feeling

like the day my

first child was

born

© 2013 SkinlessFrank

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Muse

Geeeze, and you say you just started making this stuff up a couple of months ago? Are these sick ideas that filled your head as a child.....curious thoughts that now live vicariously through your penning!? You are freakin awesome, you don't suppress nothing!