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Weird Mole

Updated: Aug 9, 2020

There is a weird mole on my side. A dot with another dot inside, there is something more to this than my other ones. One that seems to always be in the back of my mind. It sits there, innocent at first, but I know its peril. It is a sleeping tiger stirring and stretching. My wish of its innocence deludes me from the clear and ever present danger.

I am hesitant to remove it. This is a part of me. It is me. I know the danger yet I know that I will wish to be whole again once I am done. No matter how small it is, there will always be something missing, even as the wound heals.

I am still confused as to the sudden downturn in my relations with this patch of skin but know that it has made its ultimatum. Its you or me.

It is doing what it naturally must do.

And I must do the same.

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