Before growth comes rasping,
an itch, a rub,
a sloughing of skin.
A snake against the bark,
peeling and prickly.

From tiny happenstance.
From global madness,
From those we love the best.
Presses urgent need for new skin.
I bow to today’s rasping
which insists that I evolve.

©Susa Silvermarie 2022

2 Responses to “Rasping

  • Michele R Skeele
    2 months ago

    Love this. So perfectly expresses my present experience!

  • Michele R Skeele
    2 months ago

    May I share? Giving proper credit, of course.