17 November 2010

Healing Takes Time



i am a burnt tongue,
its function pointless and evaporated
at the carelessness of its owner.
press me against something, anything;
i will feel it, know that it is there,
but will be powerless to experience it
the way that i should;
be patient.
i am waiting for the day
when my dead and damaged cells
will have all but shed and disappeared
and i will know what it is like
to be complete again.

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