Round and round
the head spins
and under the skin it crawls
into the veins it swims
multiplying
as it floats
down and around
the loop the loops
of my circulatory maze
stopping to stretch
enjoying the views
of the echoey lungs
it finds
dancing to
the near-by
thump
tickling as it
swings it’s teeny tiny tail.
triggering an
eruption
it loses all control
Hack, hack, hack fills the air
sailing through the air
the microscopic beasts
land briefly
in a dark moist cavern
terrified they run
from the razor-sharp
incisors surrounding them
down the passage
mating as they wiggle
hiding here
and hiding there
in the crevices of the tunnel.
You have captured the awfulness of the situation wonderfully. I had a grimace on my face as I read and I never want this to happen to me.
Don’t worry, I got that intestinal worm back for all of its damage !
You took an absolutely vile experience and made it poetic, and acceptable. Bravo!
Yuck! Glad I’ve never had this experience!
Oh my, Oh my! You poor thing! However this slice is amazing. Personifying a parasite. That’s a first and I liked how you did it. Well done!
Ugh! I hope you’ve recovered. These body pests are disgusting!
Yikes! Well written and I was traveling along with the little critter….but so sorry you had to deal with this. Jackie http://familytrove.blogspot.com/
I was, eew, what happened so I clicked in and my eew became a sort of horrified ahh. It takes quite a word artist to turn this subject matter into a stunning poem. I trust you are all better.
This sounds completely and utterly awful. Sorry you had to be inflicted with this.
I once had, what I like to call, an “out of body bowel experience” in Guatemala.We just clued them all amoebas, but it is a nasty experience.