Metal screeches
and squeals
crunching
like monster teeth
gnashing in cold
morning light
ending
in a loud ‘tong’
that reverberates
through bones
and makes the space
between fingers
tingle and ache
as air blows out
harsh and loud
through parted lips
*Frowns*I hate that this happened to you and I am so grateful that you are physically okay.
The trauma though might linger awhile. It’s okay, my love, if it does.
I love you. I need you.
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