#80 of 365 – “mercy fractured”

“mercy fractured”


blue slate skies

and concrete floors


bitter eyes

and hospital doors


pain, like daggers

need, like bone


mercy fractured

tears, like stone


I called at midnight

but the nurse wouldn’t come


a boy my age died

as pain strangled my tongue


she entered enraged

jabbed a spike in my leg


left me caged

as darkness took root and spread


and at thirteen years aged

youth’s daylight went dead


About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, jewelry maker, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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