I'm up early
earlier than the day...
black turning to blue
waiting for the yellow of morning,
like a bruise about to heal.
Isn't that funny?
"A bruise about to heal".
It doesn't just heal.
It turns from black to blue
green to yellow
to something just off from your skin tone.
And if deep enough
there is no healing.
Just an atonement through forgiveness
and an understanding that is yours alone
to plaster over the wound.
And yes,
that band-aid makes you well enough to continue the linear direction of life
without a backward glance,
except for those thrown over your shoulder
every day.
