Sensation and curiosity

A splinter has embedded itself

and no matter how I pull on it,

it remains deeply entrenched.

It is impossible to ignore its presence,

the pain a constant reminder

each and every time I glance at it.

Yet, even if I turn my head away,

my curiosity is too much to resist

and I find my gaze shifting once more.

And to remove it completely

would cause me to lose all sense,

for it pierces my heart entirely.

A.N. For N.J