THE WOMAN
was bent over
a bleeding,
swollen arm.
APPARENTLY
she was incapable
of hitting a good vein.
she reminded me
of MEMORIES
I never had.
she reminded me
of SONGS
I never sang.
YET,
she reminded me.
the RESONANCE
of other lives.
.
+ then finally
the wave
of gratitude
for being
WHO I AM.
.
music: Look What They've Done to My Song, Ma
by Melanie
.