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Jan 5 2024

Writer's picture: JANE CLIFTONJANE CLIFTON

 Prick

 

little shard of glass

will you seek me out

with your sharp point

to pierce

the fragile skin

the saggy flesh

what is your point

shard

try hard

thick blood

trickle

little prickle

lickle tickle

then the Band-Aid

Betadine

and dread

of worse

the gas

the mask

the stitches

and the knife

who knew

I’d come to fear you so

at this late stage

shard

it’s picnic beakers

for me now

I am

afraid.

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