Healing Wounds

Healing Wounds


Do you see that knife
in my back?
Let it stay there
to stem the flow
of a river of blood
crimson red
dead red the blow
dealt at the hands of a friend.

Is seek I seek a healing
give me the bissy kola nut
to stem the tie of this feeling
of dying.

In the curls and twirls of these words
I find a home
to perch and wait out the storms
while I recover...

Out of breath now
I grasp
a leaf of life
to stop slipping 
in my own gore. 
The escape I see is crowded now
other souls that seek relief.
In a ball I wait my turn,
In
and out 
out and in 
to keep out the dim
tide.

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Simone

Loves to tell and hear untold stories about people, places and experiences!

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