on my technicolor sleeve

my heart

fades into

the technicolor sleeve

on which it’s worn.

from outer appearance

I am protected –

rib cage guard

and breast bone warden,

but on closer inspection

it can be seen

my most vulnerable part

worn in all elements.

exposed to the world and

free to feel

it all.

just not advertising

that fact

to the world’s used car salesmen.

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