Skin Poem by Kim Hutson
Skin
I have cockles in my eyelashes,
molluscs underneath my arms,
moss and algae float between my toes,
salt flakes from my back.
Chip away the crusticles,
pick the periwinkles from my love handles,
brush away the sand.
lick the lichen from my legs.
See my smoothness, roundness, fullness,
like a cherry, warm and soft,
I have skin, inside I am squidgy.
Feel me.
May 2005
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4/24/2024 9:27:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Excellent conceit, Kim! .