by Chris Butler
Bleeding out
for a week or so,
all possible exits
leak straight through
hemophilic skin
into an adult
sized tarred and
feathered diaper,
but with all of
the blood rushing
to my head,
I should be dead
after that time
of the month.
August 1, 2009
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