When you push on a wound
The bleeding does not stop
It just opens the wound wide
So you can enter and be alone
You should not hope for a welcome
Old wounds heal but never close
You should not whisper nor shout
The space has been open for a while now
When you push on an old wound
The wound holds you back tight
There is no pain anymore
But here is still a name
That
On every pulse of pain
Makes the old wound alive
On every tear of space and time
When you thought you will forget
That when you push on the wound
Again
The wound will come alive
July 2, 2019
© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2019
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