Kerri Shying R - # 232 - I was

I was

in this dream  being examined medically  just the skin the bones  noting

where the ganglions are      part of me is thinking I don’t have those anymore

but you know how dreams are it keeps on going      the side bar settles down the interrogation of my wrists my knees my calves continues  it all is neat and so symmetrical until a voice says  no look there’s one up there     we all look at the knuckle bone just above the left wrist   see that bulging lump and sigh      is there never an end to that ailing    

 can the heart write across the skin the bone

  and

do I far prefer it there

than inside  where

 the flowers of my soul

the blossoms pollinating

you

 to carry down across the ages

 grow.