Kit Kelen #1243 - finding myself in this skin

1243

finding myself in this skin

very particular thing others have

hippopotamus thick

thinning to itch

really ourselves

wonderful naked

the thing fleshed out

spring and the leaf comes

hear dusk fall

make a note of this

translucent fog I hold

ink runs out

work not to care

fold a self in so

rain too high for us here

is all that the forest can catch

someone in the top nest

gets a wash for free

and some days tumble into the words

tuck up to call quilts

ducks all picture for the rain

gather and what to expect?

it’s wind as well

light

stirring these woods

and did I mention green?

far footfall

behind me

ahead

puddle in the page

I’ll make mud

you see because the sky’s like this

comes and goes and comes again

and the earth is a skin as well

layer and layer

like the weather piled on

definite article

until you swim

in these last of clothes

everything growing

is rising to meet

out of our skins

everyone jumps

will I find you

in yours?