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Poems of Hurt

By Sonya J Nair

1. Fury Slow burn. A screw coiling, coiling, coiling A watch wound, wound, wound A screw to the heart wōund, wōund, wōund the sound of acid pumping a spring a snap recoil recoiling re-coiling. Tangibility The day you died, I forgot — to fret over the numbness that resided at the tip of my left little toe. — and how annoyed I had been with you for refusing to believe the existence of such a mustard seed of an anomaly. "Totally in the extreme," you howled, while I contemplated blue murder. — how I once woke to find you nibbling away at my hypothesis, your face impishly inching closer, making me want to love you in ten shades of tangibility. It was only by night, after they had buried you, that I wondered — if loss could send feeling flooding into frozen digits — the cascades of pain, a twinge? the keening in my soul, a twitch? I touched the spot. Still cold. As cold as you had gone.

Sonya J. Nair is the editor of samyuktapoetry.com. She is working on her first collection of poems. She has been published in the Shimmer Spring Anthology and Rewriting Human Imagination- an anthology published by IASE and the Centre for Digital Humanities.

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