Loss

the cut was deep and

hurt like all of hell

slicing through layers

of fat and muscle

created, built up over

years of living​​ 

both the right way

​​ and the wrong

with both joys and hopes

pain and sorrows

now laid open​​ 

to light and air

gaping and bleeding out

the essence of living

waiting for the salves

and sutures that​​ 

may be offered

may be accepted.