The Scar - Written In Collaboration By Lynn Marie and Victor Buhagiar

Are you happy with your work doctor? Look at me when I talk to you. I looked in the mirror you know. Mirrors don't lie. What you see is what you get. Like a miserable computer. Is this the best you can do? Look at my scar. Red? Livid red I should say. The best aesthetic surgeon in the world! He slowly rises his eyes to meet mine. Calmly he reminds me what has taken place. The surgery is always risky. The damage done, he grasps Desperately to say more words, Any word to vanquish the villainous hate hurled at him. I can see how he wills me To look into his eyes, begging silently for grace. I feel the purple bulge of blood Beat frantic under my pale skin. Denial fighting reality My volcanic pain slips one tear. He pleads me to see his afflictions, Hides putrid human failings That are not borne for this spleen of contempt. I fume, screaming inside my words back. Look at me! Look at my scar! Mirrors don't lie. Then he comes out with one fantastic idea: "I'll pay for everything. All you need Is a dainty cheek tattoo!" For my first collaboration to be with Victor, is an honour and experience I will cherish forever. To Victor, I am especially grateful and appreciate your generosity, time, kindness and sage tutorials. You are a true gentleman, extraordinary Poet and a beautiful friend. Thank youxx 04-09-2017