#2,571 That Bruise

There – that bruise under her
left eye – in quieter company
of mutual removal of masks –
our observation held [a third
in their composition – us] – a
tick-tick of heat off his bike &
she breathes coolly [this isn’t
set] – he’ll not blunt her stare
for long [her bruise held] – a
blade on his skinny ribs – this
feud’ll end with forgiveness –
from one [& giving up swipes
from him] – his lunch sweats
in polythene – four dong of it