Bones
And no skin
Are what my
Fingers feel like
With all this
Gloving
Soaping
Scrubbing
Rinsing
Wiping
Drying
Sanitizing
Face
Avoiding
Conscious of
What I’m
Holding
.
Wondering
About the past
Who or what
Touched
It last
.
Curious when
This is all
“Said” and
Done
If I will be
Anything more
Than a
Skeleton
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