Those sharp, itching pinpricks
scurry over my skin
so furtive,
secretive
yet predatory.
The comment seems benign,
virtuous,
but the powerful venom
begins
to replicate, those
cold, calculating tendrils
burrowing into my brain,
feeding, expanding
until all is darkness within.
Is something crawling on me?
Very interesting take on the post. Loved the imagery.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
Deletethis was gorgeous. I loved your wording and the images were so vivid, I swiped at my own arm.
ReplyDeleteOnce again, you raise the bar so high for our writing.
You are too kind, my friend! Thank you.
Deletewowness. I love how you put this together!
ReplyDeleteThose left handed compliments do simmer. Good job.
ReplyDeleteI love the metaphor. You pulled me right along.
ReplyDelete"Cold, calculating tendrils / burrowing into my brain." I love your language in this piece. Karen
ReplyDeleteVery creative! I have felt that doubt from little comments way too many times.
ReplyDeleteThey can start so small, too. Great write, Tina!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written~
ReplyDeleteAwesome take on the prompt TMW-made me feel so "invaded" :-)
ReplyDeleteSo creative. Wonderfully crafted!
ReplyDelete"secretive yet predatory" Yikes! Get me out of here (in a good way, of course).
ReplyDeleteNice work...
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