903: Old scars

Again
she loosened him
like you do to a ripe scab
with a quick pick

and each time
she contributed to that flesh mark
he had upon her

that white scar
vividly lit by the sun’s admissions
never burn-protected
almost

just almost
cancer’s low cat flap
under which he crawled
to grow
again inside her


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