Syringe
Rachel "D" Winslow
It hovers above
And laughs a horrible laugh
I
cry out
And no one hears
The light
Shrieks
Its
neverending glare
The liquid shifts
As it adjusts
To the
angle
As I pull back
And I struggle
Against my
bonds
It comes
And seeps
Through this caged animal
My blood boils
I am on fire
Temperature
rises
Tension mounts
I see red
I am exposed
Humanity
escapes me
How to escape
My prison
If I could hide
In the
shade of death
In the arms of darkness
The end to my
suffering
The guise of my hell
Note: Scansion is the analysis of verse in rhythm, method of division and stressed or unstressed syllables. The lack of punctuation and slight incoherence here is purposeful; I believe it stresses the tension behind the character's voice and sets the tone for his frantic, hurried thoughts as he struggles against his bonds.