STAGE FRIGHT

Those wings were the sharpest—
scraping the insides of tummy.
I could see one blade
poked out of the belly button, flapping fast—
influencing heartbeat.
Some flew straight toward the throat,
pulling down the tail of merest vibration.

© Gheeneil

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