The Blessing of Skin

Holding in

            the clawing biting snapping

                        sharpened anger

                    untamable fear

              the howls

                                             illusions unraveled

                                             trusts unkept

                                             faith undone

If it didn’t hold

If it ripped

         full body split

                     The keening shards of a soul would fly

            flung away

Free.

            finally…free

but forever lost