WHATS HAPPENING IN THIS BLOB PICTURE?
just a question to encourage you to -
:: use imagination - you are gifted
:: use facial recognition
:: Non-verbal-communication
But here is something creative
a beautiful human I met
and I always encourage people to write
especially feelings
(you could do that and send to me -
and I will publish/I would like to
ONLY if you agree .........)
I am vulnerable
I get scratched when I trip and fall.
I get bruised when I hit a wall.
That's my weakness.
Infected wounds.
Amputation seems the comfortable choice.
Losing a limb,
a small price to pay.
Later
moving around behind dark curtains.
«Don't let them see me!»
Limbless,
lifeless.
Yet casting great shadow.
Mend your wounds.
Clean them, swear at them, sterilize them.
Unplug the chainsaw.
Let it heal.
I am vulnerable.
I bleed and cry, I dare.
I ask them why, I care.
That's my strength.
by Mone
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