Bruise

I wear mine raw, true

blue badge of honour. Who would

understand? No one.

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7 thoughts on “Bruise

  1. jaynestanton 01/01/2011 at 7:55 pm Reply

    Less is more…speaks volumes, Lindsay.

  2. joanna wilkinson 10/01/2011 at 9:15 pm Reply

    makes me think of suzanne vega track…. i am luca i live on the 2nd floor etc. This is a powerful one as a woman has written it, one questions how the mark came about, who did it, was it a violent act, is she a victim…. very provocative. At first i thought oooh that’s really short but it leaves it’s mark on you, gets under your skin so to speak and the poem behaves like a …… I’m sure this is all intentional and dead obvious or am i just a raving loon…. i am after all your number one fan… beware!
    Very cool and clever… love you. x

  3. halfwaybetweenthegutter 17/10/2011 at 6:14 pm Reply

    I understand.

  4. Morning 18/10/2011 at 2:24 am Reply

    I see,

    crispy lines, smiles.

    you rock.

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