Unbandage me. strip this
Winding-cloth of skins
Unhand me here this
Blood spot clot that seeps
The husk and brands
Me with dirt & lies
Ragged & patched
Clumsily cobbled;
The fault lines of my
Skin tell of all that
I would hide. my
Pulse's tick spells a
Trash of dull deceit
My skin a grease of insincere
Caress
***
These mummy bands will
Cleanly peel, damp &
Frail as fresh formed wings
& i will unfurl to
Something new;
Something namelessly new