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Our Best Friend

the blood is pounding in my ears,
The sounds of the cafeteria are utterly drowned out.
Her round, pink lips, mouthing obscenities at me
As her fists rain down on my face and chest, 
Legs straddle me, scabbed knees on broken tile.

I should be in pain,
But I am elated, finally, she touches me.

Her short red and brown hair is matted against
Her face. Salty sweat and tears trickle onto my shirt.
The blood from my broken nose and busted lips
Cover her blouse.

I am at home with her pain-other students, not 
Understanding, gather around our scene. Hateful,
Piercing blue eyes hidden behind a sheen of tears.

I have long since let her vent, shaking
She falls forward, her arms around my neck.

Carrots and Grilled cheese scattered
Around the dodge ball line, where our 
Bodies lay still. She sobs.

My eyes swell, a reddish pink that will darken
To lavender, a mouth full of copper blood is what
I deserve. Hot, sticky fluids soaked clothes

Like a feverish dream, our bodies convulse;
Memories like a highlight reel flash as a custodians
Calloused hands bring a mop and bucket.
Blood pools around, a thick aroma wafts into hearts.

I didn’t mean to hurt her, I shouldn’t
Have said what I said. He was a fool,
He never loved you.
He was our best friend

Her Ode to Joy, my partner in crime,
A hero to me, her first crush.

There’s a surprise in all flesh
And I hope one day she finds it.

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