fresh wounds

I rub a finger
against the old scar.
the one
on the knee, the one
above the eye,
the arm
where the cut healed
and smooth over
into a soft worm
of a line.
I look at the new
cut,
the fresh wound in
the mirror, touch
it's raw
edge, applying a swab
of medicine,
but this too
will heal,
most do. most do.