Small Mercies – Seanin Hughes

Give clocks no thought;
Their hands, in constant gesture,
Make fragile promises.
There are days since, and
There are days until.
I can count in Christmases,
Or in hospital coffees
And skipped heartbeats;
There are small mercies,
But this fate was written
By a monster bigger than faith.
On good days,
I can hide
But on bad days,
I wear my skin on the inside.

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