with a soft rope tied tightly... numbness
down into my fingertips extends declaring
my predicament... both ways turned -
there is no solution - mustards seeds were
place around my feet to prevent escape
knowing there had been no place to go...
a giant sea crab stoles up to me and pecks
me on my nose, investigating the hard
surfaces... our dinner guests begin to arrive
and I remain in party clothes, hoping no
one will notice... but, the edges of something
always keep me in focus as we relieve and
reimagine ourselves as something new and
different now that surgery has altered our
appearance, frequently moving less physically
than before... not meaning anything by the
brevity of it all, knowing that's all we had
12 June 2022
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