that day

NovPAD Day 17. (Risk)

before that day
you didn’t know about risk

one shower
its battering stream
one lifted arm
and the water bruising unusual flesh

your fingers find it
living’s most imminent threat
nestled just here beside your rib

after that 
risk is a new measurement
coming in an elbow's ache perhaps
or the dying notes of crows

every finger nail
warns of danger
every pain 
like a crucifix
lead-lighting your windows

you sit
and breathe
remembering always
to love

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