Birthing Word-Blood
What if I am
A solitary spirit
Only
Comfortable when despairing
Clawing at reality
Drawing blood that pulses
With life
If I am not
Bleeding
What if I need
The dirt and grit
Of the real
And what if
Living requires
The blood of others
Do I remorse
For them
Or Rejoice
For myself
Covered in the blood of my experience…