
MY BLOOD
In the house of my nightmares...
where a sister's blood ran red & hot
down bedroom walls...
In the kitchen of pacing tears...
where the ambulance driver said
it looked like I killed a cow...
On the ceiling
where the rusty brown droplets
of my life's blood cling until...
I kiss the medics as they close my eyes...
That night never dies...
& yet I bleed still.
© APRIL 28, 2000 By Jason Wright