UNWOUND

By Savannah Smyth

The thought of being unwound,

Scares me less,

Than being forever bound.

Stuck together like a parasitic twin-

Our ears and eyes enmeshed,

Our cries conjoined.

Praying to the scalpel,

‘ Please, cleave us in two.’

But when I look in the mirror,

Will I be me- or you?

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