Tongue pressed
against the roof of my mouth
jaws clenched like
two angry fists
ready to punch through my teeth
throat at the tip of my gums
aching
like a fish on the sand
curled up and fighting
deep breaths straining
against tissue for a second's release
like desperate lovers
aching
I want to scream
but with no sound or action
I close my eyes
Because I don't want to hear myself
aching
I need to run endlessly
pounding pavement with tiny legs
trembling and tired
aching
I don't want to ever
I can't stand this ever
aching
Please just stop
aching
About the Creator
Soft Duckie
Poet and artist living with my two dogs in Arizona. You can find my work on https://www.redbubble.com/people/fisheisley?asc=u.
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