Sharp Edges

Soften the sharp edges
                             of  my life
With the blunt side of the knife.

Don't
      plunge in
                    the blade.
Scrape it gently over my brusing skin.

Reveal my inner flesh,
                    but only in a dream.

The tip - don't use it as a spear
                         but as a brush
on the canvas that's my body.

Paint me with my blood, but don't
                                                break me,
just
      dull
          the edges
                     of my pain.

2.12.2017