During the day,
My feet step through warm coarse sand
with constant warm vibrations from the feet up.
But they are icy to touch.
My legs and thighs are wrapped up
by thorny fabric constantly pricking at my nerves.
But they are numb to touch.
I sit on a tray of warm stones
that persistently thrust against my buttocks.
My back leans on a backrest studded with stones
that pierce deep into my spinal cord.
Invisible blood, realistic pain.
I lie down on a magician’s bed
full of long pointed nails.
Sand from Gobi Desert. Photo by Siim Sepp. CC AS-A 3.0 Unported License, via – http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Sand_from_Gobi_Desert.jpg
Beach Stones. Photo by David Bleasdale from England. CCA 2.0 Generic License, via – http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Beach_Stones_2.jpg A nail bed. Photo by Logitech. Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported license. via – https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Nagelbrett_ganz.jpg.