MORTALITY

A scratch of some description
On the back of my hand
As an indication of
Yesterday’s activities
Maybe, and another
Grazed day,
Or received during
An evening’s attempted rest.

Or an exit wound from some
More intentional tool,
Regardless of whether
Once pinioned through a
Palm or in-between the wrists
Carpal bones, measured
Out as evenly as possible
To indicate its matter.

Or a brush with other materials
That do not give or grown under
The weight of human presence,
But leave a lone impression
Know only unto them, and
Me, being on the receiving
End and still convinced
Of my mobility.