does Sol’s eye lay bare
truths buried, truths denied
truths fraught with razor wire
guarded on all sides by a
damaged juvenescence in
wont to stand aside during
adversity, calamity, injury, allowing
aged, seasoned, stinging trauma
rise to the skin, firing
nerve endings, twitching fingers
projecting fogged memories
in the skull, imprinting, again
again, hurt upon hurt
photo and poem © by DC Lessoway
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