Anonymous
Karyn Indursky
Blood from my finger
decorates my spiral bound notebook paper
after a quick, harsh prick
from my beloved device designed
solely to inform me and others where
our blood sugar is currently
at and whether or not it's
time to balance it back
into the numeric safety zone where
it belongs to control, prevent, stop
natural body reactions to
wild insulin doing whatever
desired in correlation with devoured
drinks, food, candy, the lack there of
until it's defeated by the defending
glucose tablets.