An Infant Desire

Hoping for a mist of cotton candy
     and marshmallow fluff
     to politely foam
     from her fragile, supple lips.

Instead a rancid bile spews
     like a thousand raging demons
     who’ve just been ordered by Lucifer himself
     to tend to Jesus’s bunny rabbits.

We clap our hands to our ears –
     not big enough…not thick enough –
     and mouth words she cannot possibly hear
     over her self-created apocalypse.

We squint, wince in pain, and look at each other in horror
     as blood begins to force itself from our pores –
     it too cannot fathom this eruption,
     has never heard a sound so grating.

Our blood, like our wills, wants to leave our bodies
     and force itself into our little girl’s mouth
     so as to affect some…any
     type of resolution.

And just as quickly as this possessed concerto began,
     it ends – the tiny instrument of pain
     now trying its damnedest
     to ingest the child’s hand, thumb first.

Our daughter’s other hand then points to across the room
     as steady and sure as your junior-high
     Algebra teacher pointed you to the principal’s office
     for playing suckyface with Joe Camel before class.

She points, without wavering, eyes locked,
     brow slightly furrowed, daring you not to look
     (though you know you will, you must
     if you want to avoid auditory assassination).

So you turn, and you see, up on a shelf
     a fluffy, white teddy bear with a red ribbon around its neck,
     holding a heart in its paws and then you turn
     back to your daughter who now smiles and nods.

An Infant Desire

7 thoughts on “An Infant Desire

  1. I cannot say it enough: you are an awesome writer.

    At first read, it felt terrifying. I was confused as to what’s happening. As if it’s a classic horror story. But I read again and it all makes sense.

    True, it’s quite a horrifying experience to hear a child scream for not getting what she desires. You escalated that feeling and created such a beautiful composition.

    Well done.

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