Dr. Monster; Husband and Father

White floors
And white walls
White
White and pure
Silver shining
Stainless steel
Maria’s heels
Clicking
Echoing
Down the hall
Forgot
The damn files
Again
-I tell her-
Can you get them?
Third, maybe fourth
Drawer
Click
Click
Further
Down the hall
Alone again
In this chair
Focus

Focus and breathe
Wisdom teeth
Severely impacted
Patient sedated
So still
So silent
And I feel
Tingling starting
In my toes
And through
My thighs
My hands begin
To shake
I try
To look away
And place
My forceps
And drill
Gently aside
Walls close in
Around me
Power rushes
Through my veins
One hand lifts
The shirt gently

The other hovers
Over skin
My teeth grind
In anticipation
One eye
On the door
Touch
Touch and feel
Racing
Through my mind
I pray
For strength
To stop it
But can’t
My hand lands
On soft bare
Flesh
I push and slide
Up and under
And down and into
To cover
Every space
Of a body
Unaware

Reviews

[Angi]

A! This poem just gave me goosebumps. Seriously. This read like a horror story in staccato beats. I could feel him change and shift into a predator as I read. Truly creepy stuff. Well done. Angi~

[A. Doyle]

Thank you! This one came from a writing class and pushed my boundaries both in narrative and in style. I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading -AD

[Angi]

Pushing the creative boundaries is always a good thing. You are welcome.