Off in the distance

Off in the distance
Close to the skin
The bleeding ink 
And fading edge
Of memories
And old tattoos

The raised bed
Retrospective
Of scarred tissue
The lines we traced
The tourniquet
Embrace

Scrape
This skin of moss
Reveal the polished stones
Weathered in
Our masochistic grip
As we forever
Stack in cairns
Rememberings
To cover up the holes

Pine boughs
By the wayside
You will forget
Soft needles
The scent
Of the verdant
An opening
Opening
Off in the distance

Written by Reka Jellema and Kathryn Ross                        August 2014


Copyright Kathryn Ross & Reka Jellema   2014