Poem of the Week-Hands

Searching for the bruises

Finding old line scars

Punctuating age spots

Veins surging with blood

Pruning from fearful

Hand washing

Numb finger tips

Loading up prints

Surface touches

Flexing bony wrists

Stretching lines

Wrinkling caverns

Awakened by fists

Digging the angry

Skin

Watching for indentation

Or blood

Is this what a cutter

Feels?

Uneven nails

Without fraying

Cuticles

Scooping

Hidden bacteria

Knuckles and joints

Free mobility

Waiting to grab my lover

 

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