Mercury in Retrograde

[Drunk Monk]

There's a bruise and a scab. 

A small one. 

I only notice if I poke at it. 

Like I did just now...

There's this beautiful bouganvilla tree in our front yard. It shifted during the rains. Thought it might fall over. I've hit my head on that fucking branch so many goddam times in my decade plus of living there. You'd think I'd learn. But now it leans more. That tree feckn owns me.