THE BANDAGE

It keeps something secret

like a mask.

Left on too long

what's beneath

suffocates. A wound

is nothing more

than a story

waiting to breath 

its first breath,

a voice ready to escape

into the world.

Stories are wounds

and wounds are stories.

Each needs the other

for healing to happen,

for humility to show

its humanity and humanity 

to show its humility.

A face without a mouth 
can say nothing of the truth.