sleepless winters/

poems 1 Minute

©2022 Michael Raven

weasel screaming tendons
fire in each
bent, crabbed finger crook
fishhooks pull at eyes
otherpain relieves
so scratchskin me
ropeburn wrists &
stab with brittle blades
shatter

i sleepless winters now
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