Can you use a word to sooth a scar,
Squeeze it out onto your hand
Rub it on the tight red marks
Like lotion all over your skin?
Does it cool the itch after the sting
Of the initial application
The one that gets you yanking your hand back
With just the thought like there was something corrosive
In just the sight of the word?
Is the word your private prison of pop culture
Holding you in eclipse and fire
Like a sociopath keeping you in a well
Demanding you keep yourself well lubricated
For the day that it wears you like a dress?
The day that you fumble
With the lights out in the basement
And all you can hear is your own breathing
And the slight tickle of the word
Breathed on the back of your neck?