Cool, clammy soil crushes down on breaking ribs.
Unshed tears remain sealed behind closed eyelids.
A wireworm burrows its way into bulging veins;
A beetle clicks.
Silence begets darkness –
No air to breathe, no voice to scream.
My final hope:
These 42 words form my entry into this week’s Gargleblaster challenge over at Yeah Write. The words were prompted by the question ‘Is something crawling on me?‘. I hope you enjoy where I went with it. Thanks again to everybody who voted for my ‘Crowd Fave’ piece last week, much appreciated!