“STOLEN PARTS”
Within ten slow motion seconds mutilation and dismemberment
took the coveted place once held by flawless form and functionality removing
rawhide reveals red bone and burning pain both slightly more numbed than the
uncertainty of it all coming undone like a child’s shoelace lazily lying on the
floor in a heap same as the crooked crimson contents cockeyed and laughing at
me from the slits in the cement filling themselves up until the excess is
spilled out channeling a river of blood and plasma through the thirsty dirt
rusting quickly as if years have passed inside of the droplets leaving home one
by one emancipating the strength and stamina from my human husk