Blood, Again
blood again
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The two hovering faces are white and brown.
They seem to look nice, saying, “we’re in your side.”
She aches; both her sides ache; bruises, clotted blood;
She sees them, two men with the force; denies to complain.
The trust has been lying killed, somewhere in her den.
Discharge means returning home, to the fear’s room,
where he may return for tearing her more.
But she won’t dial for force, at least not before
she has put six inanimate hates into him;
not before she has seen blood once again, not hers.
=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar
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