sensation

prone and still upon her bed
cocooned in blankets, eyes heavy and sad
she's a foreign body, an inconsistency
and i'm too drained to think.
dissect each turn and rest of arm
so unreal in its incongruity
her stranger's smile leaving me void
this is hardly a dream, but i wonder
if i pinched myself, could i feel it?
anaesthetised without touch.

Reviews

[Mandy]

This is amazing! I love it! I love your use of metaphors, I'm a sucker for anything put together with metaphors. I adore your style of writing, keep it up!

You should review my newest :)