VISUAL PROMPT

by Owen Vangioni @ Unsplash

Write a poem of story that could be titled 'I'm upside down'.

I’m upside down?

I woke—

but to (?)

A world that

bends,

a mind

unhinged,

my friend (?)

my enemy,

lay desolate before me.


Is this truly him?

Or another twisted shadow

in the haze of my madness?


I have both won and lost—

what did I even seek to lose?

I do not know,

but here,

in the metallic stink,

I finally grasped understanding.


His skin,

always sweet as honey,

glows as bright as stars

I crave to consume.


His arms

so delicious,

soft,

just as I hoped they would feel—

even in the embrace of our death.


I have already broken my humanity—

porcelain bells shattered,

replaced by jagged stone,

my gaze unfeeling,

my hands stained.

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