I wore your handprints
across my left cheek.
I wore a wire
from a right hook
to my fucking jaw.
I nursed a broken
nose, broken on the
surface until I realized
you never loved me.
I guess that’s why
I’m standing over you
with my finger on
the trigger of this
fucking Smith and Wesson.

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