Bleed
A tiny pin prick
fingertip screams in protest
type and cross match
catatonic pleading to unknown heavens
bleeding out
rivulets stain post-pristine drains
invisible death unknown
undetermined
despite one unsolicited pint.
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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