NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2018, Poetry

NaPoWriMo 2018- Day Thirty


Title: Clean Cicatrix


Almost always faithful, I know this machine’s language:
a stubborn double blink for hunger,
a lazy beep for exhaustion,
spewed up suds for frustration,
silence when scorned.

Almost always thorough, I see the untouched stains:
betraying erstwhile misgivings,
anointed medals on cloth, in remembrance
of every single defaced imperfection.

Always the wildest, loudest; sightless fighter:
bleached blindfolds distract all senses
in a chlorine afterthought; two-fold function:
repelling visible light and the intoxication
of a sombre reality.