Wednesday, June 29, 2016

the doctor is in

 come to me,
    I'll mend your wounds,
       wipe the blood clean from your
                                        soul,
        forgive the inevitable sting
            as the infection is cleansed,
             it causes misplaced anger
           toward the one (ad)dressing
                      your source of pain,
          each pull of the thread
                      helps with closure,
            reconnects itself with time,
          bandages wrapped meticulously,
                gently, to not cut circulation,
                   followed by a kiss
                      to make it all better,
                                         and,
                 if I did my job correctly,
                        the scar left
                           will barely be visible
                                             at
                                               all.

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