Something New: Daniel Sluman reads atopic dermatitis
atopic dermatitis
atopic dermatitis
just like the trees that erupt
in long summers like these
the bark tightening to split
into a nimbus of shards
disassembling the forest’s quiet joy
i have found my body unwinding
like ticker-tape over basins
& bathroom floors the blood
rising like resin to the surface
of the skin tacky & sweet
like a spoiled peach my knuckles
slick when i wake having pulled
apart my eyelid in sleep my nails
at my arms like a man on fire
trying to stifle the flames
as if you can dig your way clear
through to the other side
how every morning i give over
my warmth in smudged petals
on the sheets i’ve left a galaxy
of buckshot that you’ve learnt
to blink over with dye stripping
constellations that map the path
back to a childhood spent wrapped
in swathes of sodden gauze to stop
the creases of my arms yawning
open like the hungered mouths
of baby birds for thirty years
i have been open-mouthed
at the mechanics of this body
the hearts’ winged flutter & its proof
spilling over my fingertips
how all this time i have barely
been able to keep this life
within me within me
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