i feel raw


i feel raw and hinged
dry and soaked in
oil, stretching through
day-old honey-left-in-the-
sun-part-of-the-earth-type
feel, closed in protest, open
for only some business, that
only some kisses business,
only this company business
with some Iron & Wine echoing
like they full'a cotton caught
in the dense brush, far off
in the night or in a body
that isn't my own