Trauma: an introduction
I am ill at ease with your nervous system.
This is my skin, my physical boundary.
If I seem inappropriate, freeze at your cues,
it’s the lack of affect, the absence of resonance.
I fight or take flight. Cobblestones and kites.
Am beginning limbic revision.
There is something they call recovery.
There is something you never recover.
(First published in Ambit, Issue 227, January 2017.)