The Red Thread


Started a new set of prompts – I love lists of things – this one will prove to be endlessly productive for another couple of years – 227 Rules For Monks. Who knew the simple life could be so complex. This number 26 from the 30 nissaggiyas.

The Red Thread


a light sting

skin broken

some blood

a minor hurt

it will heal fast

a couple of showers

there’ll be no sign

not a scab

not even a scar

a minor memory

that conjures a bigger memory

of the years

years ago

in another century


another country

where I was a cutter

a time when I made myself bleed

more than this

there was no need to squeeze

when the blood flowed easily

I’m over that now

or so I thought


I’ve haven’t buried the memory

deep enough

because when I pop a pimple

it comes back

when I had a fearful despair

of needing the proof of being ordinary

I no longer feel that need


when I squeeze

I’m forcing that memory out again

into my day today


I stop


wash my hands


why I’m plucking at that thread again

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