Today
I splayed my body open with a thought
wrapped my outward inward
with a snap adjusted the knot
Dancing lights
collected here and there
and all the uncomely places
where only God or physicians' gloved fingers caress
splayed and laid
On the sidewalk's concrete squares
in front of those places
where once in Autumn
this man made lake town
touched tendrils and sinew
and called them moments
and inside facing outside facing Grace
left my bloody spirals upon your door
I left recreated
and deformed
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