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Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Soon-to-be Open Sore

Ritualistically and repeatedly
clawing and gnawing away at
the crusted dried blood
that covers the pink wet skin
seems to certainly satisfy
the curiosity, even though it
is ultimately an exercise
in recreating the Sisyphean boulder
day in and out
though the stone gets bigger
and more difficult to forge
without enlarging
and worsening
the wound.

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