Rebirth #6

When am I going to see you,

Sitting wrapped up, naked,

Staring out at black chrysanthemums-

I didn’t know they came in black-

The hum of the indoor play bubbling through my chair,

Into me,

Electric.

My mouth is tingling with the sensation of the questions in my mind and

When will I see you;

I am draped loosely,

I can only be draped loosely.

My spine is the only thing still

Standing straight up

Feeding off the signals you send me.

You learn to hide the facts under blankets;

You learn to clothe your spine loosely.

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