The poem “Catch the Blood” is about the disappointment of trying for a goal multiple times, with each failed attempt taking a little more of a soul.
The stage is set once again a tarp put down to catch the blood with a backdrop to accentuate an end foretold by stalking fate what could be is doomed to fail except to ask hope to prevail even as the tiresome trek demands detours into dread once again the faith is crushed gods are damned in the dust beholden to the sacrifice their gaze observes the final price the implement has been set disappoint hone to an edge waiting for the nod to slice to the bone without respite.
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