Saturday, 5 November 2016

acid face

walking down the street
no enemies in sight
it's a beautiful day
and sol lucet omnibus
sigh! the air smells
so fresh during this mid morning
inspired by the acid used in sour patch kids 
autumn faded sun lit journey

mid way to my final destination
slosh fiery water has splashed
all over my face -- i may not
have the most gorgeous visage
in the world but -- why would
someone want to do this to me?
frightened by this action
my hands automatically
raise themselves to my mask
as my epidermis begins
to sink inside of itself
i can hear the sound of fizz
candy -- it takes me a moment
to realise that is the sound
of my profile -- an agonizing
ache fills me with such sadness
and only one question