Thursday, November 10, 2011

s c r a t c h

I keep scratching.
Something just tells me it's right, even though it probably isn't.
Even after the small red lines appear and form into bumps,
after the small dots begin to show up,
after the continuous itch,
I just feel it in my gut.
So I keep scratching. And eventually,
I forget about it. About it ever happening
but then,
when I'm in the bathroom and the time comes for me to wash my hands, I feel it all over.
The burn. I feel it and it hurts
and suddenly, I need to scratch again.

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