Poetry

The Core (2/16/23)

I’m flaking off in pieces
Into space
Losing myself
Little by little
Layer by layer
Like an onion
Or a villain
Defeated by the hero
I’m flaking off in pieces
My hero would wrap his arms
Around me tight
Like a vise
Until every atom of my body
Felt secure
And loved
A beautiful, cherished whole
I’m flaking off in pieces
What will be left
At the core?