Marred

Three
jagged
points
three
smooth
sides
A weightless caress
slides over tough skin

See that
sweat-grey
edge
With a
sporadic sense
of pride
We know I have connected
my sanity with the tide

So that it
rises
and falls
Lifts,
crashes,
and stalls
And falls harder than before
At least we found the shore

seven fingers
are brittle
pages
A partnership of scarred runes
Our story
carved
in holy flesh
marred with half-moons

This is
our graffiti,
our precious treason.
Terrifyingly beautiful
beyond
all reason

~~~~~~~~~~AEW~~~~~~~~~~