wait up
wish i had a zipper from third eye to my toe
much like the scar on my father’s body sternum
to ankle (..they cut me from stem to stern..)
mother+brother’s scars more of the psyche
though chest bladder +around backs too
stitched +sewn into fabric of souls
with this zipper (also a feature of couture dresses
+bodybags) i would unzip myself from this mortalcoil
+make a beeline for New Mexico (bucket list rodeodream)
in addition to buicksized scorpions 🦂 i fully expect to find
my dead peops motherfatherbrother tumbleweed +free
free-er than i will ever be
until i take my place beside them
when daddy holds out his hand
and lifts me to my steed 🦄
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Winter 2023 ..until we meet again..
songanddancegirl 