ME RUNNING OUT

Me Running Out

This town

and my town

I know nothing of the flow

the feel

the personality

Spent my life inside

between the warmth of dead trees

and the company of stolen souls

Now I'm stripped down

pat the skin of my teeth

to the quarks of my soul

Fleshless

unsafe

a flash-flood of me

splashes up the edges

then slips down

I fall into a pond of me

as the knife clanks

on the bottom of the tub

April 18, 2018

Tressa Lee Breen