The skin opens…

bright red sustenance pools then runs…

and with it my sadness

the unbearable weight of despair temporarily lifted.

My heart aches, regrets moisten reddened cheeks.

An accidental tourist this path was never my intent.

Rational thoughts return as I tend and redress the

random wounds of klutziness.

Shame is now added to the somber emotions of a

blackened moment…

because I not only partook,

but I hopped that catharsis train like an

eager starving vagrant and rode it for all it was worth.

©Dani Heart 11/5/2013