Feel into your skull
for a tell-tale lump
that once may have broken skin
but decided
to lay dormant,
hidden,
forgotten.
Are you a better person for it?
Will you rub it absently
to remind yourself?
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
Feel into your skull
for a tell-tale lump
that once may have broken skin
but decided
to lay dormant,
hidden,
forgotten.
Are you a better person for it?
Will you rub it absently
to remind yourself?