Inching up, unravelling slowly, assessing, processing, bruises unseen

Inner bells toll, loud as empty hallways, the echoes of hush

Sweat, old, stale like my unresolved acceptance, submerge in steamy salt 

Bloody flesh, chafed mouth creased, a bitter sour sangria to swallow

Obtrusive glimpses, seep past weighted lids, mirroring shatters of me

Mind Full Meanderings in Epiphany Minor; Unresolved Arrangement

for Vocal's Sensory Poetic Challenge

Inching up, unravelling slowly, assessing, processing, bruises unseen

Inner bells toll, loud as empty hallways, the echoes of hush



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