the perpetual wound

it's a perpetual

wound

on my shin, the spot

where

i scrape it against

the bed

frame once a week.

it's either bruised or

bleeding

most of the year.

i know it's there,

the sharp edge of the corner,

it's been there

for twenty years, and yet.

whether the lights 

are on or off, i can't

seem to clear that turn.