Closing gaping open wounds
with tiny searing nooses
Stitching burning questions
in lamentous deadman sutures
Itching ambling fingernails
in obeisance of their masters
Tearing at the sentient seals
withholding all the answers
Flaying scarring keratin
with mindless zeal abide
Knowing flowing remedies
are hiding just inside
art: by Paolo Troilo
