Best Poems Written by Jeanette Rutherford

Dead Inside

It's a slow decay
So slow at first I don't notice
The rot
The smell
The maggots

Little worms feasting on the flesh of all that used to be good inside me.
It's all words
Words like bullets 
Words like a sharp knife
They create wounds and invite all the crawling chewing things inside
Devour all the joy
Devour all the hope
Devour all the life

Leaving nothing but a shell 
Animated by the chewing bugs inside
No heart
Just a crawling beetle
No soul
Just a carrion ant

Just enough animation to keep my husk moving
Too much to let me rest in peace

Copyright © Jeanette Rutherford | Year Posted 2019