There’s a creature sitting
IN ON OUT
of my chest
Curled on the upper parts of my lungs
feeling as they struggle to go
UP down
Twined between my ribs
cracking and pushing them to make more room
it clawed its way past layers of skin
to rest its eldritch head on my breast
Sometimes it creaks its head back to make eye contact
My breath
s u e s
t t t r
misses a beat
and then we’re breathing in sync
My heart stills, because I’m sure it has none
i am him and he is me and we are
our mouth opens
---
The creature follows me for days
I feel its endless eyes following me
Pinning me like a locus to a board
He steps on my shadow just to see me trip
Even though I am unable to see
he gets bigger every time I glance over my shoulder
DRIP
DROP
SPLAT!!
goes his eyes
---
when he and I are we
Everything is so flat
pulled tight and waiting to snap
A person gambles and takes a stroll
They try to shine lights in the dark spaces we lie
Laughter echoing, disturbing
Our lip pulls back, showing our teeth
an imitation a warning
Our face contorts our maw gaping
SNAP!
About the Creator
Baz James
I'm just as surprised as everyone else about what comes out of my mouth.
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Ever since my small writing beginnings, when I started writing on Vocal in February 2021, I had been in a truly terrible slump & funk when it came to my writing. I had so many unfinished projects, ideas, half finished manuscripts and first chapters that were going nowhere.
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Comments (1)
Woah okay, did not see the ending coming. Nice poem.