27 January 2013

I shed

I peel

the skin off my body

Hoping this mark will one day vanish

I dig

I claw

at the flesh

But it's more than just a scar now

They've become the craters on the moon

They've become the hill tops of the mountains

And the heat is escaping

Translucent

Out from under my nails

Out between my webbed hands

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