I want to slip into my skin...
stitch it up
feel it pressed against my bones
and stretched across my ligaments.
Where I can explore and examine...
what it knows
what it holds within
memories of me
and the stories that it's told.
It seems that I've forgotten
the wishes and feelings
that once stirred
beneath my flesh
and danced within my dreams.
Can I find them again...
if I walk around in my skin
stretched across my shell of a skeleton
and touch with my own feet
and touch with my own hands
what I cannot touch in the dark?
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