Your Creature

A Poem.

“Your Creature”

By Ramona Moth

Look at me.
Do not shield your eyes.
Do not anesthetize.
Look at me.

Come here.
Close enough
to feel my static
lift your hair.
Come here.

Leave thought
with your 
contaminated coat
on the chair.

I am the experiment
in a sterile laboratory,
a creature kept alive 
only by your careful study
tripping the alarms when I shift,
bolted down at the wrist. 

You made me

conductive
to the touch. 

So, touch.

Make contact.

Strip me of insulation.

If I am to shock, 

please,

let it be by touch.

Surpriseeee!!

Once again, thank you for reading if you made it this far.<3

Happy Valentines day! Tu veux être mon Valentine?

I’m always cooking up more to share. As always, I’ll be writing, editing, deleting, rewriting, pacing, muttering, and communing with the dead in the meantime.

Oh, and look out for LIKE ME coming to you February 28th!

Ok, luv you, bye. 😚

—Ramona Moth