Again there are,
Those three red scratches on my back!
As soon as the old scratches heal, new appear
Three red angry scratches
and then they heal and become black
And the scabs fall and three new appear.
Who does it? I wonder...
I lead a loveless life.
No one has seen my back,
For a long time.
Only the woman who comes to give me
massage sometimes, says :
"Madam, The scratches are drying.
Last time, they were very red."
Or she says,
'again someone has scratched you.'
They are red and look like nail marks.
I do not want to go to my doctor
Because he will think I have done it
to compensate for my loveless life.
How to tell him, my hand does not stretch so far.
Why should I scratch my own back
to make it look like welts or kinky sex?
But then he has an explanation for everything.
And I don't want his explanations.
I don't want him to analyze me reading Sigmund Freud.
I am happy thinking someone loves me.
And has the time to come and scratch my back periodically!
But if I meet my ghostly lover
I will tell him to be gentle
and caress my back, not scratch it.
I guess we can't choose the kind of love -
false, true, gentle, demanding in our life.