Other Mild Skin Conditions

  I lie awake at night
  scratching my chest 
  until I hit battered rib

 I believe there is a secret 
 behind my solar plexus 
 my fingernails know how to find it
 after the sun goes down
It is a curious thing, 
to be alive 
in the dark,
forever itching,
searching for some treasure
buried beyond white wet bone 
Other Mild Skin Conditions

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