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dissected [poem]

it makes my stomach twist to see you like this
so open and exposed across the page
desire dissected and labeled
piece by piece
I never did master the art of the scalpel or the stitch
couldn’t take you apart for study
without damaging everything inside of you
with these two trembling hands

Author:

bookdragon, poet, witch

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