Thursday, 14 May 2009

Tender Care

Today I walked along the road I have walked many times.
A road where I pass many people who I choose not to notice or remember.
Today I passed a man. His face twisted red raw. His skin twisting turning inside out.
Invisible man. Skinning himself alive.
Tender
Eyes burning. Lost.
This is his life.
This is his breath.
Where is his love?
Whose tender care gazes on his face now?

silver fox

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