exsanguination.

Each time I expect,
to wake up,
with the sheets stained,
of my own blood,
my body drained,
of its own intentions,
a pulpy mass,
missing from the void,
center of my chest.

Each time I find,
I wake up,
in the same state,
in which I gave in,
upon the bedroom floor,
or within the bathtub,
simply astounded,
that by a mad miracle,
I go intact.

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8 thoughts on “exsanguination.

      1. And I love the title… exsanguination has always been one of my favorite words. Connotations aside it’s calm, peaceful and rather musical.

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