that brush
with tortoise shell
handled
well
when handled hard
he begged for mercy
begged her to press
until his scalp reminded him
he was here
now
in the present
but his hair still took
a schizophrenic style
of its un-owned own
she can still feel
the reality he couldn’t
like needle pulling thread
to suture up her wounds:
and he thought
his craziness
was hard to handle
what about hers
after that shell shock
that won’t allow her
a brush of any kind
with men who hide their truths
in turtleneck sweaters
that hair clings to
Author notes
Thoughts about "Some Skin In The game"
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Comments
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WOW!
I love this verse!
"she can still feel
the reality he couldn’t
like needle pulling thread
to suture up her wounds:"
and the final verse is also the best.. I felt a real kinship with the under the surface type emotion in this write. Is it the metaphors that draw me in? I don't know I just know this is powerful
Bravo! you are such a fine artist my friend.
Jo
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