the hollow
in our throats
become lumps
as the fingers
follow the spine
and press to the shoulder blades
we annihilate
what
leaves our skin
in ruptures
our bruises brush
weep
embrace
and heal
we'll be whole again
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
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