number one
lying awake in an unfinished morning,
i thought i half glimpsed a truth —
no fully developed photo
or elaborate sketch
pen and inked to depth,
just something naked,
disclosed by accident,
and how to describe it?
wreath it in words?
surely, no glib platitude will do;
perhaps if i direct you
via an unselective squint,
a comment dropped in sparse humour\’s net,
then the revelation can be shared:
but here, past that moment,
doubt gathers …
the breath, held, dropped,
it\’s not enough of a hint —
a slow accretion of amnesia\’s skins
reseals the peeled.
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