I am bleeding

They have put blades in my body

I cannot breathe

I am choking

My warm blood flows freely

from the my many wounds

Deliver me,

I implore you

Today

Today has moved so slowly. I look at it in retrospect and liken it to those moments right before a major happening- a car ploughs into another; a runner crosses the finish line; a man on one knee about to transit from boyfriend to fiancée- except that this is not a moment but an entire day.

Something is going to happen. I cannot shake this dreadful feeling that bad news is about to come my way, bad news borne of overdone promises and neglect and miles and miles of space.

I am stopping