Bleeding Fingers.

above the rotted flesh

As I was driving home

I took my eyes off of the road
And noticed the small piece of myself hanging
I put it between my lips
and tore
It stung
but I wasn't quite sure if it was from my teeth
or from something else
I bit down hard until it bled
almost, almost
and then I remembered the tiny crack I had in my lip
and I watched as 1,000 tiny spiders
came pouring from it
and all I could taste was the blood in my mouth.