The Turtle, the Tattoo, and the Clavicle

It's amazing how three very different things can pull together to express the the same emotions.

 

The Turtle, the Tattoo, and the Clavicle

by Erin L George

I wake,

sweating,

marching -

to the beat of my heart

and

my chest whistles.

There's a turtle on my pillow -

flourescent green -

it winks at darkness

in a room so cold.

They say -

"everyone has at least one

tattoo they regret."

And I wonder,

sleepless -

what are your regrets?

was it falling in love?

or having your heart ripped out

with a butterknife?

It was in a movie -

"kill the heart,

kill the problem."

And,

you know,

I've never been any good

at quoting movies.

I fall into sleep -

kissing the darkness

unafraid,

and

itching my clavicle,

wondering -

does yours still hurt?

I broke mine once too.