Skin S21. 3

between brambles when
fingers have expanded
silk threads spun
displaced fleeing spiders
over overgrown thorns
we'll steal berries
make plum hands
smear each other
stained lilac ribs
and aubergine hips
and tease regret
weathered desires wide
shape of palms
branded bones broken
with overfeeling found
at least until
the showers come