Shawn L. Bird

Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.

poem-incised February 5, 2015

You find the perfect spot

for maximum irritation

you rip apart the incision

determined to arrest healing.

I long to rip you off,

toss you away,

have air and water and space

surround me,

to heal the gash

and help to find my footing again.

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Dedicated to my Aircast® which has a air tube glued right at my incision line.  This is a painful irritation!  Yeah, yeah.  So I’m being literal.  Nothing is stopping you from taking it figuratively.  That’s what poetry is all about!  🙂

 

 
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