Some Sort Of Sense

There’s blood running down your chin

And soaking into the fabric of your shirt

Your eyes are rolling round in their sockets

But you seem oblivious

As you walk down the busy main street

Fists clenched

Body shaking uncontrollably

(With rage or cold or loss of blood)

Everyone stares, silent

So shocked they don’t think to try and stop you

Someone screams

And it breaks the spell

Suddenly everyone’s shouting

The brave ones reaching out to you

The others too afraid of your demonic look

But you brush past them

Limping on a leg that’s soaked in red

Your knees buckle

And you go down

Kneeling in the middle of the road

Your eyes seem suddenly to focus for a moment

And you stare straight into the eyes

Of a man watching from across the street

You’re shaking so badly now

It seems you’re having some kind of fit

You reach out one fist towards the man

And he rocks back on his heels

As you open your hand

A deep red jewel

Drops from your palm

The man lurches forwards to catch it

But he is much too far away

And the precious stone hits the ground

It shatters

A million tiny red fragments covering the ground

Mixing with your blood

And the world keeps turning

 

Your hands are shaking

Covered in blood

You open your other palm

And stare at the crudely cut lump of glass

 

In another life it is this that you drop

But no one cares about an ugly piece of glass

 

Until the world is suddenly gone

Many million tiny fragments of existence splintering away

Into an infinite darkness

 

You smile through the shaking

(It makes some sort of sense)

Reviews

[Alz Alz]

Wow, that's twisted but magnificently written!