So tired from worry
Scratching my scalp into scabs
Peeling those off and awaiting the
Ooze of blood that inevitably falls
From the most vascular place on
My body - banging my head against
The wall hasn't stopped the insanity -
The color of the life giving substance
Entices, lulls me into dancing a
Dance of my forehead on the
Distressed stucco'd partition
Calling up a geyser of redness
Spilling through curly bangs
Seeping into eyelashes and
Burning my eyes so all I can see
Is red... read.
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