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

Aside

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