little bruise
hello, mysterious little bruise
you’re a little full of it because you know and I don’t
you hide all day beneath my skirt
and reveal yourself unannounced
interrupting my subconscious state of undress
hello, mysterious little bruise
just above my left knee
sticking out like the runt of a litter
mottled and flawed yet endearing
anomaly of the moles peppering my body
little bruise, you’re the impressive pattern of a moody sky
and can recall that moment
saturday night carelessless
angered blood vessells
