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b e mccomb
Poems
Jul 2016
Blood On My Back
I remember how the
Blood used to run down my back
Like I was killing
The back of my mind.
The blackness smearing
Down to my cheeks as I let
The water dissolve me like a
Sugar cube.
And I sometimes think how
Useless someone else's shoes are
Because to truly know someone
You must stand in their shower.
My shower is stained now
From the hard water
And there isn't any more
Blood.
Literal, metaphorical or
Fictional
It's all gone
Washed down the drain.
Hot, hot water
On a Friday night
Hot, hot water
It's not like it's that different.
But I still remember how the
Blood used to run down my back
Yet I'm still struggling to
**** the back of my mind.
Copyright 1/29/16 by B. E. McComb
#demons
#mental
#blood
#shower
#poetfreak
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