Words have always been my art:
They dance for me and sing for me;
They laugh for me and cry for me;
They are my paint and brushes;
They are my clay.
metal as the enemy!
oooo...powerful! I like it. :-)
I am shivering as your words bring that sensation of biting on metal to life. Well done!
Wow, that is intense! You've really captured the feeling of sharp, metallic discomfort.