Monday 9 January 2012

scarred

Looking at the scar
Just above my right knee
Pale against an even paler leg

Remembering the day
The Stanley knife went in
I remember it in black and white
Except the blood in red

More blood than you would think
The knife went deep
Accidentally

I sat in the bathroom
Frozen
Crying
Until you came home

You came home
And hugged me
I cried
You hugged me

Looking at the scar
Just above my right knee
Pale against an even paler leg

I cry

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