somehow i sliced
a small arc into
the skin below
the first knuckle
and now it is a red
waxing crescent
much like the imprint
of an invisible
sharp fingernail
digging in
either in anger or fear
moon in the west
after sunset
cyclopian señor wences
Words and Feathers 
I can’t help it–the señor wences made me laugh.
But then I thought the light fixtures at the movies looked like the heads of people wearing Storm Trooper type masks.
😁
Funny coincidence: I got sliced in a similar place just two nights ago.
I hate band-aids…
Must be something in the air.