Bored Today.

Take the peeler,

And begin with your forearm,

You’ll be tempted to cry out. Don’t.

As the peels of bloody skin roll up and out,

Think of how ordinary pain is.

 

And remember,

Blood is blood inside the veins,

Within the body it counts,

Outside, it loses all meaning,

Just drops of red on a marble floor.

 

Crack. crack. crack.

My bones break one by one,

But that’s okay,

I was bored today.

 

Are you bored tonight?

Is your heartbeat quite right?

Lub-dub-lub-dub-lub-dub,

Listen to it a while.

 

Don’t drop the peeler,

Keep going even when it’s a mess,

It’s a lovely night after all,

And later, I promise, you’ll get to rest.