The Reveal.

Skin of mine

how easily you stretch

swelling day by day

One day I'll tell you what I mean

when I stop and stand in streets

and stare at the cracks that spread like spiders

across the sweating pavement

I always think of them like scars

small caverns carved into the skin of the city

marking painful places and stupid choices

The pavement in front of my house is so broken.

One day I'll tell you who I am

when the earthquake comes swelling

shredding the streets into slag concrete

a wave of grinding destruction

As the city stands shedding its skin

I'll scream- at last. all of the cyanide secrets

I've hidden with my silver knife

buried under these slender scars

One day you'll look at the rubble

and walk away.

O skin mine you cannot stretch forever.