Origins

It took death 
to peel back
the layers
l’d wrapped myself in.
Crusted bits & dust 
clung to the corners
in my voice. 
Even the poorest 
dirt holds 
microscopic life 
invisible 
to the eye 
but the ear
& the heart 
stay tuned
for the barest 
of scratchings.

Na/GloPoWriMo day 22 – off prompt.