body built of scars

an open wound 

fresh and familiar 

exposed and vulnerable  

the cut

is

so

deep  

air stings

completely avoidable

i’m tending  it 

i’m mending it 

everyday 

to help make the pain go away

it’s never fast enough

and no novocain 

the wound will heal

with care and time

a scar will remain 

i wish i could see 

but it’s there  

soft and tender 

reminding me

of the pain 

the scar will mature 

solidify and ease 

so will the memory 

and a lesson will be revealed

the pain will fade

but 

never 

fully 

d  i  s  a  p  p  e  a  r .    

i wash away the fear 

i wash away the pain

not just with tears 

as all things dissolve 

with the entropy of time

my triage skill remains sharp

i’m always ready 

for another cut 

and another scar 

to a

appear