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The Blood Pool

Posted to Poetry




it has broken bank
now it flows a river wide from
my eyes, and mouth
staining the ankles, swirling
whirlpools around my unsuspecting friends
and my unappreciated family
I haven't taken a good, long, deep breath in years
for the river keeps rising,
and I have no contol


this is unbelievably real to me, and I agree with anewday thanks for saying this. your poem is amazingly personal and somehow it is universal at the sametime.
hope all is well, sarah