How You Felt

by J. P. Davies

A twisted knot of flesh
encircling my eyes,
not my own but yours,
and a strangers.

When I sleep, I see you,
and burn away these hands
that once touched you.
I am furious,
but I deserve this.

Now I understand,
how you felt,
when you looked
into your eyelids and saw
the two of us.

I did this to myself,
and now I have to watch you,
feed this sickness back to me
every night before I sleep.


Author's Note: Oh god, If I feel sick imagining it, how did you feel knowing it was real?

Posted on 02/11/2006
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