Bearing Down (A Pandemic) By R. Cary

Bearing Down (A Pandemic) 

By R. Cary

Bearing down I grasp the clinching of my jaw; harder,

Compression is my only goal. I know it is there, outside,

Just waiting for me to move. Just a twitch…sweat pouring

Down my head dropping beneath my chin. I clinch harder,

Only my heart moves in palpitations. My eyes, just blinking,

Silently, not a moment of noise as silence is my only hope.

I grab the needle threading it through my bottom lip one

Stitch at a time. My voice is sewn shut breathing, it can

Hear me breathe; it’s there, waiting, just one nostril at a

Time I weave the thread. There, not a sound, it will never

Get me, as the whites of my eyes widen into darkness.

Now I can see it will never get me, my breath will not

Betray me; silence is my only hope, silence is how I

Am free. Silence is now bearing down within me.

End

Bearing Down (A Pandemic)

By R. Cary

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