welled at the hips wrapping around your gut inside your skin on its surface
pouring out
an umbrella after the rainstorm you without an umbrella
between fingers the skin chalky your worries a rosary the slip of each prayer
thumb to forefinger
your fingers against your forehead against your heart each shoulder in turn
a cross on your lips
nestled in your throat a ball rolling back from your mouth gathering snow
growing hitches in your chest melts in the acid of your stomach
you shiver to release it