Imprint – NaPoWriMo Day 19


Black smear of light bulb envy
the scar on my finger forces a mark
a blade of glass
and the shallow bleed
makes my pulse race
with fingered excitement.

Place a hand palm down
on the unforgiving surface
run until blood becomes water
keep running until numb becomes blinking pain
grab the bulb and squeeze
until lacerations become retribution.

Flash a jolt with searing slicing
and resort to being 16 again.

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