Gossamer but Sharp

I’d drape this small poem

across a portrait of her.

 

I’ll place it here for now:

 

“Subtle words

you’ll never read,

 

And very one-sided, yes,

 

Cuts from the skin

of these knuckles,

 

Like wounds torn in the heavens.”

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