holding it together

ANNA MUKAMAL

I’m in a crowd, walking,                                           minding my P’s and Q’s,                                   wrapped in cellophane, see-                           through, wincing at anything                           remotely sharp, pointed fingers                             and the like, cause I'm in tight,                                you have no idea how it feels                                     that everyone can see right through                       me, and I’m so damned anxious                             that it’ll tear down the middle                                 and I’ll fall apart, scattered limbs                             and I-told-you-so’s, but you know,                           I’ve seen worse, and you just can’t                           be too careful with ClingWrap skin