A Life In A Day
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Blood
blood blood flowing red
flowing from my vacant head
with an axe i cut it more
open and pulsing wanting more
more devastation and angst
more closed yet more expansed
will i give it what it wants
who is to know what makes it stop
rich and vibrant the liquid flows freely
never too much never too needy
i drink and drink yet it is never enough
the wounds are deep sore and rough
i know i will never give in
carnage and disdain my ultimate sin
to live like that i can truly deal
for it is truly the only way i feel
Elisabeth Stover 2000