The body and blood

James Long
Oct 12, 2022
1 min read

Updated: Nov 30, 2022

I was always too hungry

To myself

For morning.

A smile is always so easy to say

And when hands reached out to hold me I returned them

saying

No, you keep this

I cannot stomach you lesser for me.

Besides,

What use to eat when it would fall out?

How to receive when your hands are busy

keeping pressure, steady on

And who would wash away the blood?

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