The splinter pain
it just sat there, tingling
as if, unconcerned
small and below deck
like fibreglass invisible
I could not do a thing
until I removed the sensation
of a sting from its new home
stray words stick deeper
to the bone. I struggled for a week
a walk in the woods solved
the sensation the tingling
replaced by tingling.
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© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved,26 days ago
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