Ethereal Poem by Kayci Lamb

when you open yourself for that brief moment
when you dig inside and rip apart your ribs
i flutter into the clouds and for a small while
i am ethereal, untouchable, a butterfly

when you take baths in cold water
when you let it freeze your bones brittle
i sit on the on the edge and for a little while
i am warmth, healing, a flame

why does it feel so good to inhale?
why does it feel so good to breathe?

when you take my pink bandages off
when you reveal my old wounds
i'm allowed to flow and for a short while
i am faint, pale, run dry

why does it feel so good to rub my eyes?
why does it feel so good to go blind?