Malignant

Brooke Elliott is a student at Bridgewater College in Virginia. This is her first poem published at vox poetica.

Malignant
By Brooke Elliott

The black, bulbous death,
This self-disease,
Salivates on my young skin,
And the swollen cells breed unbidden,
And trickle down my leg.

Healing leaves scars
More vivid than their cause,
Dark black spikes
Like the sharp figures of
Statistics.

"This, at your age, you understand,
Is strange,"
So, case study too,
Of course.
And they take their notes in the corners,

Just kids,
Like me.

Young eyes,
Not like mine,
Look on diligently,
Bright, too wide,
Afraid of the future.

Mine look back,
Dimmed, tear-squinched,

Afraid for the future.



Posted by Annmarie at 11/11/2010 11:54 PM
Categories: today's words
Tags: Brooke Elliott disease malignant youth future
 

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