prodigal
My skin and bones
fall to weeping.
Nail and elbow,
tooth and lung,
unreel into a thin
and tendrilled
wailing.
My knotted hair's undone.
My tongue forgets.
Time steps past me.
The sun forgives me
but I don't know it.
My skin and bones
fall to weeping.
Nail and elbow,
tooth and lung,
unreel into a thin
and tendrilled
wailing.
My knotted hair's undone.
My tongue forgets.
Time steps past me.
The sun forgives me
but I don't know it.
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