The dressing, removed (A poem)

A small break from my series of epistles.

Discharge stains the bandage
bleeding through the strip
I’m not troubled by the deep brown stain
the blood has merely dried
upon meeting the air
Soon, it will flake off
and disappear into dust
I won’t see any scars
but I’ll know
what was there before

(6 February 2016)

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