SNAP!

A bad dream…

There as a drip drop
from the crusting volcano spot,
a drop of the organic platelet sauce.

It was fresh from the primary injury,
the nasal bridge (pop).
I couldn’t breathe.
It was worse than usual.

There was nothing left for the concerned
than a clean break– snap!
And oh, I, bleeding so well
dreaded the impending crack.

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