Gillette

My dirty tattoo is oozing-
I dab and I dab at its
rotten exterior as you watch
and wait with morbid
enthusiasm. Your unbridled
joy at my pain is palpable
in this dingy room. I try
shaking you off with a kiss
and a smile but you
know all my tricks, all my
downfalls. Dripping all over
the carpet I struggle with
the reality that it's you and I
and only us as I stumble
through the cupboards looking
for a new, razor-sharp friend.