Scab

2021 - 25S

Apr 3

I am the scab

that keeps coming back

I am the head in the oven

I am the river below the bridge

I am the tracks guiding the train

I am the knife hidden in the drawer

I am the gasoline next to the kindling

I am the current beneath the hull of the ferry

I am the mouth on the end of the exhaust pipe

I am the spool of heavy rope in the corner of the studio

I am the time not taken

I am the eulogy not given

I am the echo in your head on repeat

I am the revolver you pick up at the end of the day

I am the depression that whips you around the bend

I am the scab

you cannot defeat

I am the scab

you cannot heal

I am the scab

you cannot pick off

I am the scab

you cannot let go of

I am the scab

that keeps coming back

25.04.03.14.46.16@130BklynNYC

David Harth

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