I've been looking for,
not answers
or reasons,
but alignment.
The sort of alignment
that explains the bleeding,
that explains the where froms and
makes the how tos
less magic.
Tracing broken skin
with a tongue and
tasting the sides in and
the buzzard circled numb.
If I make a fist
real hard
it all pulls
together
like a tide without a moon
and I know
every knuckle
sitting beneath
every blood red tear
can speak on its own,
albeit in
Morses lesser known
much more
frustrated code.
