Did You Call?

[Poetry In Motion]

I’ve got a cut on my hand.
It bleeds heavily over and over
like 24hr CCTV.
Cuts are a bitch, they hurt like fuck.

I tell westerners to tremble in fear
for the eastern storm is a dragon.
What can a person do one feels pain?
In the brain it reacts through nerves.

It’s gets on my nerves!
I feel the pain, I request a leviathan.
It makes me low-key groan.

It’s only a scratch my mother says.
I wish it were gone.
I’d rather deflower a goat.

Papercuts? Understood, so what? I am in pain!
Just like with society, what can I do?
This ego of mine cannot be untamed.

My brains on an index finger: that’s why it aches.
It fucking hurts, hurts, hurts!