Perhaps,
Slaps across my face,
Lace up my sutures.
Pain for healing –
Like correcting broken bones,
Without surgery,
Twisting & slotting fractured pieces.
Putting me back together,
Like contortionists.
Say “stay.”
I’ll stay.
Fray or Riot.
Fie,
It tends to lose shape.
That’s rich.
Just stitch me up.