I cannot help but stop and look at bleeding scratches.
Do scratches make you shiver?
Do they?

I cannot help but stop and look at the permanent disfiguration.
Never forget the unending and indissoluble imperfection.
Do mistakes become forgotten?
Do they?

I don't believe that scars are small
Scars are big beyond belief.
Scars are capacious. Scars are largish.
Do scars last forever?
Do they?