Thursday, 4 May 2017

My Last Stand

My Last Stand
Snorting and running
I am free
Yet still caged
I run anyway

Suddenly pinpricks
Points of pain and agony
More pinpricks

I see red
Stopping and pawing the ground
I charge

The red swooshes
More pain and agony

Deeper more hurtful
Than before
The stabbing makes
Me angry

My vision is blurred
With anger
And hurt

I charge again
More pain
Deeper this time

I feel my life blood
Draining from my body
I keel over
And breathe
My last breath

© Phil Renaud 2017

Artwork courtesy of David Palmer