Kiss and Ask

How honest
do we let ourselves
get and
how often and
how raw,
as the burn on
my shoulder felt
searing and hot and
is this what honesty
feels like?
in the beginning
and then cools
as the heat
moves out of
the deepest layers,
until only left
on the surface
and then is gone,
and I wonder,
will it leave a scar?
he might one day
trace with his finger,
kiss and ask,
how it was
I burned
my shoulder,
this small mark
I’ve made,
and how still,
it hurts a little,
and I suppose
it will continue
until all this truth is said.

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