Disease

Estimate the sorrow inscribed upon your hand—
the projection of the prophets

etched with bruises from the archer
shooting loneliness through your skin.

Protect your stiff-wall body from the barter of your pain:
the crushing of deliverance, beaten

dreamlands of your brain.

Ann Blackburn is a poet. Her work has previously appeared in Maudlin House, Crack the Spine, Eunoia Review, and elsewhere. She is currently working on her manuscript. Her website can be found at https://www.annblackburnpoetry.com.

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