Knuckles
I know what you're thinking-
Not the echidna.
I see them-
massive structures of meat and bone
clenched
intent
on destruction
hurled at me
some make impact
oh God-
is that a tooth?
My tooth?
I’ll say I bit an apple
No big deal-
No one will notice
No one will care.
I wander
In search of answers
In search of courage
I’ve sought
I (think) I’ve found.
The tender age of nine
So ripe, divine
Newfound confidence
Glides effortlessly through my veins
And courses
out
in the form
of retaliation
Yes.
YES.
Impact was made.
Nose clutched
does little
to stop the
flow of blood
This time
It isn’t mine
When you seek
You will find
Oh, oh,
How profound
I have sought
I know I’ve found.