Writing, sometimes,
Is like stitching up old wounds
And opening new ones,
Cleaning up some
And prodding others.
It’s also like opening
Old bandages to see if
The wounds have healed
And sometimes finding them fresh underneath.
Sometimes,
It is the wound itself.
And pain is not the connection,
Time is.
© Jatin Gandhi, October 31, 2006
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hmmm, makes me think. there's great imagery in them...
in wounds or words?
how true. words are the greatest healer and greatest hurt.
in wounds which are words...and words that wound me...
words can be wounds too, as you have been discovering jerry.
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