i am dangling my legs above the brook my hand palm down in the grass i watch my reflection move - observe me lightly then i see the pale pink wrapped like sausage skins around my toes are these plasters waterproof before i dip, swimming them must i remove them? i find i have stuck the stick onto the open bloodied wound it suckers, like a wild horse coming off with the plastic pain ensues i put back down the plaster grit my teeth & hold my fingers to my foot perhaps i should wait until they naturally peel off? kate ©
Published Selcouth Station 2017
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