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Skin finds itself.

Tied together to start
but then cut
stitches, the gash
exposed
to air,
the elements,
its own need to reach,
the gap slowly closes,
healing,
a self embrace.

We want to be whole.

Walking in rain, boots
out, exposed
to air,
the elements,
trees reach
their neighbors, clouds
touch
down and close
the gap.

Earth to sky.

Rain keeps us walking
laps past windows
seven, eight, nine,
neighbors laugh,
reaching
through clouds,
finding the boots,
go into the air,
the elements,
close the gap.

Heart to head.

Our minds walk
laps, waiting,
waiting hours,
days,
three, four, five,
the doctors laugh
passing by on
what they call
rounds.

Round and round.

Hands
through air,
the rain,
we need to reach,
embrace,
hand to hand,
counting to ten,
close the gap,
we want to be whole.

Skin finds itself.

 

 

 

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