onion-skin
When a limb
is wounded severely enough
that it spends months
enshrouded
no light of day, let alone water
The skin
takes on characteristics of alliums:
layering itself over itself, or rather
under.
What one might not be prepared for
is what comes after:
not
the reptilian shedding, no
but the rebirth
of every scar previously acquired. Even
the ones long-forgotten, the ones Time
sanded & smoothed,
the ones you weren’t sure anymore
which limb they’d happened to.
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Very nice description of something very subtle and true.
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Works literally and metaphorically. I like this very much.
The imagery and language excites me, which is what I meant by “!” the other day, just didn’t know how to say it then:)
@Mike – Thank you. 🙂
@Rachel – aww, thank you! (I totally get the ‘!’ reaction – I’ve had it myself.)
@E – thank you so much.