skin by Melinda Sordinoi had a dream last night
wherein i traced my veins,
and you cried out in surprise
at the oceans that covered
the land, and when the red sea
washed over us we became
so clean again.
i always knew it was there
waiting to be free, just
waiting to make us clean.
i saw the world, cleansed
in my blood, as i
continued to trace
the patterns of my skin.
you worried of my death,
crying out to me
as i silently pulled away
the disguise that you could see:
the skin that covered me. 02/22/2004 Posted on 02/23/2004 Copyright © 2025 Melinda Sordino
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