Friday, September 16, 2016

Fingernails

she said
i looked like i was just hanging on by my fingernails
but i think
i have no fingernails
i do in real life of course, i paint them
but in my mind
my fingertips are bare and
bloody
scraped and sore from hanging on
so long, so hard

maybe
i don't need fingernails
(except in real life, to paint)
in my mind, maybe
my fingers should be bare and soft
and sore, so when i touch somebody
i remember to be gentle
or if i forget
it hurts me more than it hurts them

maybe, someday
my fingers will be scarred and strong
soft, and so used to being gentle
they won't need pain to remind them
i'll be kind without thinking
and maybe then
i won't need to hang on
so hard it hurts, or at all
only to stand
on my feet
tall

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