the paper cut

don't worry,
this too shall
pass. be brave,
stand tall,
suck it up and
be a man. this
will heal, don't
sweat the small
cuts, this paper
slice on the tip
of your finger,
that bleeds
and swells
and glows red
like a bite
from a really
small snake
with sharp
tiny fangs.
where did i put
that one pound
tube of
neosporin?
the ace bandage?
my day is ruined.
how will i
hold my cup
of coffee from
starbuck's
with that corrugated
carboard sleeve?
i'll never pick
up another piece
of paper again,
as God is my
witness. i've
learned my
lesson. come here,
put your arms
around me. i
could use a hug.