open wound

.



he lay there
as if
....pinned down
by the weight
of a thousand words

and unsaid

his eyes open
yet..uncomprehending
as onlookers disappear
one by one

this can't be happening
he though..
this can't be me

so many ideas
.....so many dreams
...
...floating
upward like a balloon
receding into the
.....brilliant sky
as the last
....of his inspiration

and oozed
...out of his
open..wound



.