Glass
Broken festering wounds
deep within shins that try to crawl through it.
The glass shatters from a ceiling that
surrounds, encases, allows
others
to see
ogle
ooh
ah
point.
The dome may be broken
but there are other things to
break
smash
scream at.
To be consumed by the glass
to fall into the glass
to drag an already limp and outrageous body through the glass
is only just one victory.
No one can stop at just one victory
because to stop at just one victory
is as bad as giving up.
These shards come from
cracked vanities
ruined window panes
curved glass domes.
Devour these shards
swallow them
slice your throat open
with ragged edges.
Embed them
into your stomach walls.
Splinter them off into smaller pieces,
digest the fragmented remains.
Pierce your skin
and let it be known
that you don’t mind blood
pooling at your feet.
