I no longer feel my skin shed

I no longer feel my skin shed

A Poem by Veronica R. Craft
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Am I getting rid of something? or Am I losing myself? Honestly, it doesn't matter because I can't feel it anymore.

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Last night, I was rotting in my bed
like a dusty giant animal;
the moon was eating the stars
with her glimmer, the silver light,
blinding them with her shivering bright,
bind by the thread of fate.
Every being I ever saw is crawling
in the deepest pits of earth.
I, too, am striving to-
inhale the air, oh, how to breath,
does anybody know?
My skin is falling, bit-by-bit
I can see it, how my body bleeds.
But- why it is not hurting?
like an onion, I'm stripping down my being.
Will I be nude? or,
Will I lose myself?

-VrC

© 2023 Veronica R. Craft


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Veronica R. Craft
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-Verc

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Added on August 30, 2023
Last Updated on October 7, 2023
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Veronica R. Craft
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