“Sudden” by Walter W. Quinn III
A dark spot has formed on my mind,
My eyes dart around, trying to find
The cause, the start of all that confuses
My senses, an argument of refuses
To believe what the others are feeling
While one sense tingles, another is reeling.
One eye sees with amazing clarity as
The other rolls about and avoids its view.
My nostrils aflare, scents anew float
My brain seems at war with some of its own kind.
My tongue swirls and swishes across my teeth
The very nourishment that my mouth now sheaths
From the rest of the body unknown, only
The parts that are left seemingly lonely.
My vision begins to dim,
Red spots dance along the rim,
Body gone cold, fingers askew,
Skin turning the deepest blue,
As the beverage of life flowsOut of me, my life’s shows.