Challenging Poetry

checking my blood sugar

from my fingers
blood wells,
like spring buds
under a time-lapse lens,
swelling, blooming,
bursting into
the two-dimensional--
crushed petals?

escape the metaphor.
all is blood, again,
wiped from fingertips
to blossom unexpectedly
in the trash can.

line count: 13
free verse
prompt: describe something you see every day
written for "The Daily Poem"