Patti Masterman

I'Ve Earned All My Scars - Poem by Patti Masterman

I've earned all of my scars;
You won't find too many of them
Those pinkish, oddly shaped pearls, of too-white tissue
And mine are mostly internal.
I never had to resort to razor blades-
I knew life would take care of all of that for me.
No tattoos either; but I do have many road maps
Of foreign, exotic places, all over my legs.
I figure they must be distant, fringe outposts of civilization
And maybe all the roads, are just dirt:
No legitimate city would ever build such a mess;
Nameless streets, circling around on themselves, going nowhere
Dead ends; but midway a sudden ten-lane superhighway erupts
Out of nothing at all,
And there's so many streets, there's no room left to build a thing.
Still I keep looking, hoping some day to find
The place, whose routes I carry upon me
So I can finally find out the names.

Comments about I'Ve Earned All My Scars by Patti Masterman

  • Allemagne Roßmann (8/25/2011 4:20:00 AM)

    hoping some day to find
    The place, whose routes I carry upon me

    very truth..i have also scars....they speak of me and my past to format me when am too much carefree for life....well written...enjoyed..
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010

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