My First Time
Gnawed nails dig into worn plastic armrests
Stinging alcohol burns the skin
A sharp point glints in the fluorescent light
Rough hands grip the shoulder
Restraining it against the comfortless chair
He says to relax,
But the tremors intensify.
Deep breath
Lungs release
Cartilage crunches
Blood flows
Shiny metal ring
Rests against the ear
A new opening in the body
Diverging from natural design.
Copyright © Devin Irving | Year Posted 2014
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