grain by grain

…grain by grain, speck by speck

I’ve been assembling myself

for many days.

I have lost count…

I will let the rain

wash my shoulders, my hair,

the back of my neck,

until I freeze and shatter-

back into the sand and specks-

and then,

I’ll start over again.

maybe

this time I’ll do it right

~c;NKO 1/8/13