{"id":870,"date":"2016-01-14T20:43:30","date_gmt":"2016-01-14T15:13:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/abhinav.spsdarj.org\/?p=870"},"modified":"2016-01-14T22:28:40","modified_gmt":"2016-01-14T16:58:40","slug":"whole","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/abhinavkr.com\/musings\/2016\/01\/whole\/","title":{"rendered":"Whole"},"content":{"rendered":"
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oh!<\/strong><\/h1>\n<\/header>\n

sorry if I woke you<\/strong><\/p>\n

she says upon discovery of the slumbering silver psyche<\/p>\n

yaaaawn
\n\u2026hey\u2026
\nwhat\u2019s a pretty little thing like you
\ndoing way down here?<\/em><\/p>\n

I have a hole<\/strong><\/p>\n

a hole?<\/em><\/p>\n

a hole<\/strong><\/p>\n

may I see?<\/em><\/p>\n

right here<\/strong><\/p>\n

she points to her chest<\/p>\n

doesn\u2019t that hurt?<\/em><\/p>\n

a little<\/strong><\/p>\n

come here
\nlet me look at you<\/em><\/p>\n

she tiptoes towards him tacitly<\/p>\n

darling, you\u2019re bleeding!<\/em><\/p>\n

yeah, it\u2019s been doing that for a while now
\nall of my clothes are ruined<\/strong><\/p>\n

he reviews her jagged curves<\/p>\n

oh
\nI thought you were dressed in red
\nyou wear it too well<\/em><\/p>\n

glassy drops drip over her painted body
\nweaving glossy trails of existence
\nmingling with the sticky diluted colour
\nwarm and painted wet<\/p>\n

who did this to you?<\/em><\/p>\n

I did<\/strong><\/p>\n

she shuffles her feet
\neyes fall to the floor<\/p>\n

dearest, who did this to you?<\/em><\/p>\n

he moistens a cloud white cloth
\nas he directs her to the washroom<\/p>\n

I did<\/strong><\/p>\n

why would you do such a thing
\nto yourself?<\/em><\/p>\n

he begins drawing an ivory bath
\nwith water so clear and sparkling<\/p>\n

I wanted to see<\/strong><\/p>\n

see what?<\/em><\/p>\n

if I could feel<\/strong><\/p>\n

she scratches a fingernail into her arm
\nrevealing a sliver of her milky ghost<\/p>\n

do you mind?<\/em><\/p>\n

he extends his arm
\nmildly enveloping her dripping hand in his
\na last wave of emotion rolls over her
\nwhile she steps gingerly into the tub<\/p>\n

let\u2019s see what we can do<\/em><\/p>\n

he smiles with his eyes
\nwinking them into hers<\/p>\n

why are you helping me?<\/strong><\/p>\n

because I can
\nis that alright?<\/em><\/p>\n

I don\u2019t want to be a burden\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

sweetheart, you\u2019re only a burden to yourself<\/em><\/p>\n

his words sting with burning honesty
\nshe withdraws into herself<\/p>\n

close your eyes
\nI\u2019ll take care of you<\/em><\/p>\n

she pulls away abruptly
\npanic flooding her perception<\/p>\n

how can I trust you?<\/strong><\/p>\n

here<\/em><\/p>\n

he removes each piece of clothing
\nlaying them in a gentle heap at his feet<\/p>\n

is that better?<\/em><\/p>\n

he winces as she examines his naked form
\nsuddenly shy in his voluntary exposure
\nhe turns his head in shame<\/p>\n

I have a hole too, you know<\/em><\/p>\n

you wear it well
\ndid you mend it yourself?<\/strong><\/p>\n

yes
\nmany times
\nI have to sew it every day
\nwith a little bone needle and heart strings<\/em><\/p>\n

come here
\nlet me look at you<\/strong><\/p>\n

he enters the bathtub and stands facing her
\nin unison they slip down into the water
\nsitting with torsos and arms above
\nlegs intertwining below<\/p>\n

do you mind?<\/strong><\/p>\n

she begins to pluck at the strings
\nworking them out of his skin
\ntenderly tugging out his past
\npassionately pulling out his memories<\/p>\n

who did this to you?<\/strong><\/p>\n

I did<\/em><\/p>\n

she finishes extracting the threads
\nand leans back in confusion<\/p>\n

I know<\/em><\/p>\n

he smooths the cotton cloth around her tattered tear
\nstreaking out a sterling snowstorm
\ndying the warm liquid a swirling scarlet
\nhe warily washes off her past
\ncarefully cleanses off her memories<\/p>\n

I want to give you something
\nyou can do with it what you want<\/em><\/p>\n

she watches closely as he
\ndigs his fingers into his chest
\nleaving the gash gaping
\nfear invades her taciturnity<\/p>\n

how can you trust me?<\/strong><\/p>\n

he nudges open her drooling cavern
\nand sets his heart in her cage<\/p>\n

you found me<\/em><\/p>\n

he snatches a clean heart string
\nsnaps off a new splintered bone<\/p>\n

you saw me<\/em><\/p>\n

she grips the marble sides
\nnow pink with their leaking ichor<\/p>\n

you felt me<\/em><\/p>\n

he threads the imperfect ivory needle
\nand presses it lightly into her skin<\/p>\n

you heard me<\/em><\/p>\n

he stitches her closed
\nsealing it with a kiss<\/p>\n

but I\u2019ve nothing for you\u2026
\nmy heart has gone missing!<\/strong><\/p>\n

no it hasn\u2019t<\/em><\/p>\n

she furrows her brow
\nnew tears
\npure tears
\nescaping<\/p>\n

you gave it to me already<\/em><\/p>\n

he dips her fingers into him<\/p>\n

when you woke me<\/em><\/p>\n

Source<\/a>\u00a0\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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I have a hole a hole? a hole may I see? right here she points to her chest doesn\u2019t that hurt? a little come here let me…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[198],"tags":[110,131,193],"class_list":["post-870","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems","tag-love","tag-poem","tag-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s4KGvB-whole","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":646,"url":"https:\/\/abhinavkr.com\/musings\/2014\/10\/what-does-it-feel-like-to-be-poor\/","url_meta":{"origin":870,"position":0},"title":"What does it feel like to be poor?","author":"Abhinav","date":"October 31, 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Answer by Anonymous: I was born into family of lower middle class .We are two girls and I'm the Elder one.- Dad and his family are against Girls education and career. 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