MayPoWriMo 23

These days
it’s getting harder

as if
it wasn’t already

nearly
impossible to tell

real life
from a dream or

a long
forgotten past so

vivid
it still tastes raw

like layers
of an onion coming

apart
until you don’t know what

is still
good enough to eat

but with
just barely the tiniest bit of

pruning
so much in fact the scars

still show
anything you have to offer is

enough
is good is here is home