Today's napowrimo prompt from readwritepoem asked us to write about something that is missing.
This is still a pretty rough draft. I plan on playing with this more later...
Painting by Kandinsky
Missing: A little piece of me
the diameter of a quarter
Last seen: dissolving away
in my stomach wall
I didn’t know I needed it
until it was gone
Oh, how I cried when it left—
It nearly killed me
And sure, I found something
else to take its place
a perfectly healthy
patch of fat
The damage has been repaired
but the case is not closed
There is still the matter
of motive
I’m better off now
but I’d still like to know
what it was trying to say
to me when it left
I like how you make this into a mystery. The line - "there is still the matter of motive"- is particularly provocative. Hope you keep working on it.
ReplyDeleteI can relate to this one :-). Hope you are okay after your fall! xoxo
ReplyDeleteLoved this!
ReplyDeleteOh, my...if
ReplyDelete"And sure, I found something
else to take its place
a perfectly healthy
patch of fat"
then I must have a LOT of missing pieces!! ;)
This is lovely.
ReplyDeletehmm very interesting! i hope you continue to work on this and share the final draft!
ReplyDeleteVery mysterious, indeed!
ReplyDeleteThere's an award for you at my blog. :)
My mind (which has a most decidedly medical bent) has imagined all kinds of things about thet missing quarter-sized piece. You sure know how to pack a wallop and write a mystery at the same time. I loved the "matter of the motive" as well.
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