marblebrained

 Marblebrained

A girl stuck a marble up her nose.
It made her feel piggish, forcing a scrunch
And a scowl, despite her joy at the
Silliness of the entire situation. She always
Admired an aquiline nose, maybe this
Was a way to get the face she always wanted.
Her nose ran, as it should, dripping down
Her cupids bow to her lip, like snowfall, like sleet.
The marble squirmed further and further
Into her sinuses as she sniffled, tickling the
Parts of her nose she couldn’t reach
                When she picked it.

She did not tell anyone about her marble,
Smooth as a stone, pressing so deep it felt
like it was now in her forehead. The pressure
Built up every day, making her ears throb
And her eyes squint, the pain was worth the
Secret, though. She couldnt bear the idea
That someone could tease her for the marble,
Creeping deeper and deeper into her skull,
                so she suffered through.

One day she felt a pop, so loud against her eardrums
That she knew the day had finally come, the
Marble had slipped into her brain. She felt it float around
In her cerebrospinal fluid, bobbing like a bouey,
Poking the forebrain. She thought it touched the memory
Center, because she finally remembered the songs
her dad used to sing to her. Her eyes changed, new visions
Of snowfall clouded her sight, she couldn’t quite sense
                the way she could before.

The marble might have disintegrated back into sand.
She didn't have it removed, and she never
Shared her glass secret with a soul. Her nose was
Rounded, more than it was when she stuck it
in, her vision still snowy, her memories still coming back
                        Slowly.