he would only make the appointment for the end of the day
because the branding of skin
the searing of the flesh
makes the office smell

like a BBQ

and i laughed until my sides hurt
and i offered up my arm
and he burnt into my skin
when design that had come knocking
when i held the idea up
and said "ok, who wants it"

a year on
it's still frickin' itchy.
but then thrid degree burns
take a long time to heal.

raised pink scar
ever questioning
ever curious
ever in flight
ever serene

ever lumpy

and another of my girls
has come to stay
what's it to you?
who go