The gift.

Courtesy of C. Letic July 26, 2022.

Guarded.

You must of felt my scratch in the hollows of your heart.

For all that I have tried to reach and never touched, never scarred.

Your eyes still burned.

Your skin
Wrinkled.

Soul distended.
Inside out.

Reprehended.

For once

time has revealed

offered you…

20–20.

An awareness

a rude awakening…

a crystal clear vision of
the dirt
Under your finger nails.

Aware

that
all you needed
was a clipper.

Note to self:

You’re welcome.