drops of wounds

dripping wounds

wounds in me, wounds healing slowly

wounds forgetting, wounds sometimes me

all these wounds are leaking

these wounds going

these wounds coming


there the wounds are

there the wounds aren’t




About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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3 Responses to wounds

  1. Jnana Hodson says:

    An illuminating exercise is to substitute “healing” for “wounds” throughout.

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