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Feeling Around
A lot has rushed through me today,
Surging like
Bruised blood through wounds.
I daresay,
Love rests inside
Hardened coccoons of language
Making every word
A bandage
Over cuts.
Let's bring it back a notch
And touch the air
With fingers bare
tracing feeling.
And tongues
Licking dust
From ceilings.
Just hold me.
I understand
Weather is subject
To change.
But I've only
Scratched the surface
Of why umbrellas
Need rain...
