2095: What else lies

She will rinse her bruises – not
easy to lift – those fingerprints
[hint of smudged blue] ‘neath –
& a fable of how-&-where they
were born – observations of all
such anomalies scoured every
ability to forgive [wishes never
be re-told] – none dare to look
at her ‘phone in over a year – a
fear of re-sucking of others by
those touches across a screen

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