Blood
A sudden
slice of skin pearls, peels apart
tiny
droplets, liquid beads
sitting
pert, proud
waiting,
welling moments
brimming,
holding pause
awaiting
further strength to push on
Then the
pump and pulse
the stroke
of a distant heartbeat
mechanics
and hydraulics
forcing
fluid pressure
through
arteries, veins, capillaries
the
cut-confines broken
an
inundation, a rupturing
pouring
crimson from the wound
a tracered
stream of life-blood
red-staining
onto flesh-whiteness
The torn
and jagged scratch-line
filled and
flooded by the flow
drops
spotting the ground
AB
Positive perhaps
vital to
some-one else
but my
wasteful gory loss
waiting
the staunching, the padding and bandaging
or the
subtle clotting power
of life’s
congealment
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