Picture a new life

I don’t need that out of focus photo we spontaneously snapped
the time we hiked
then collapsed into a pile of arms and legs on the living room floor
Examining red, black and blue bumps and bruises like souvenirs
Yours, more pronounced than mine.

I don’t need that random shot of us
with messy hair
curled up scared on that twin size hospital bed,
Best friends holding on to each other
Watching x-rays of fractures, sprains and broken bones
A different set of pictures to add to our collection that day.

I don’t need more evidence to confirm what is already known
Love does not come with concussions seen through black eyes
I swore no more rushing to your side only to be told,
“She’s lucky to be alive”.
Rest now you have nothing to fear
Dead men tell no tales nor hurt their wives ever again.

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