No Circle In the Square Root of Blood

no circle in the square root of blood
my nose is a new tourist site

no circle in the square root of blood
my spit is the new crimson river of mass confusion

no circle in the square root of blood
my head has a rowboat with a hole from pulled muscle anchor in it

no circle in the square root of blood
i do what many men refuse to do and pay the price with their life

i called my doctor and made an appointment
it saved my heart
maybe now it can save my mind
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