Knife Wounds

16 Mar Knife Wounds



I am blameless and at fault.
and guilty
damaged, scarred
stained, bruised.
Someone please
peel my battered carcass off the floor.

I stumble to the mirror
stare blindly at empty eyes
watching me in the glass.

I was temporarily lost;
on leave of absence.
I sank back into the shadows;
jumped the track.

Though sudden sadness
creeps up on me from time to time,

I do not stay broken.


*Knife Wounds appears in Three Thousand Doors – published by Laughing Cactus Press
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