Sewn Into Skin.

Before you,
there was him;
And before him,
had been them,
a handful of men,
not one forgotten;
Yet, I recall little,
of any of them;
How to begin?
It’s intuition,
something within,
a hidden system,
obsolete and broken.
Little details win,
words said then,
I recall them,
sewn into skin.

4 thoughts on “Sewn Into Skin.

  1. JunkChuck says:

    Another great one–I hope you’re submitting these to literary magazines of something. You’ve got the ear–I think I’ve said that before, but it bears repeating. The final ten lines are wonderful, building the poem on a foundation of sound.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. tric says:

    I have some things stitched into my skin I’d like to unstitch and I endeavour to forget.
    Powerful piece for me.

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