Crumbling bones of salt cannot hold the demons at bay any longer
Their liquid limbs lap at my skull and my ribs
My head crumbles open and they burrow into my brain,
Piping their bodies into my consciousness.
My body is being rebuilt,
bone by titanium bone,
Scar tissue wrapping my flesh,
Until I am impenetrable.
My body is a nest for the darker things in life,
But do not be mistaken,
For the light still shines through my eyes.
One thought on “Nest”
Very visceral imagery. I love it.