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Jul 2018
Who is this holding my hand?
And why am I bleeding?

It hurts to move in circles
across this blue-lined white piece of street.

This partner, my friend
is a vampire
so it seems!

At any hour:
morning, noon, or night
I bleed and bleed again.
I hope that my ink
will not run out
because of my vampire friend.

As quickly as she holds me,
she puts me right back down...
unaware of what the dalliance does to me.
Please don't let my ink run out!

I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm dizzy and she cheats and cheats again

by holding someone else's hand.

My ink has run out!

I guess I believe
in vampires now.
kinda humorously morbid but yeah lol.
AnnMarie Eichhorn
Written by
AnnMarie Eichhorn  33/Two-Spirit/Chicago, IL
(33/Two-Spirit/Chicago, IL)   
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     --- and Austin Ryskamp
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