A Brief Moment Of Self Reflection

faint white line,

decorating my skin,

where did you come from?

i have no recollection of you.

maybe you’re an angry scratch

from an unsuspecting cat,

a kitchen casualty,

perhaps you were lonely.

finding solace in a stranger

hoping to hide

away. go unnoticed.

or, maybe, you just

appeared one day.

snaking under my epidermis;

out of reach.

snuggling next to my veins

and huddling for warmth.