Your days are denser than Jack Bauer’s

Last Thursday you got kidnapped by wolves.
Friday evening wasn’t much better
as you slipped down the plughole.
I watched an avalanche crush you on Monday morning.
On Sunday afternoon a kite caught your sleeve
and took you to the other side of the world.
It was only 20 minutes ago
that your vital organs melted into slush
and your clothes were sandpaper
and your eyes were egg cups
and your teeth grew out of our elbows.
Do you remember when the loose nail
in our living room caught a flap of your heel skin
and unravelled you like a frayed jumper?
Every time I shut my eyes you are in hell.

© Carl Burkitt 2020

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