SPLINTER

The blackest of rivers.

Where I swam,

and got the splinter.

It stayed with me for years.

Festering under my clothes.

     Until...

I couldn't hide it any longer.

I stripped nude,

and screamed for someone to remove it.

No one dare touch such an ugly wound.

What was left to do but close my eyes,

grit my teeth,

and rip that motherfucker out myself?!?

     here
     goes
     nothing...