in a few days' time,
i will bleed again.

in all the places where blood is concerning,
where blood should not be - at least, not visible.

every year it happens,
when the memory fills to the top of my body,
and it clasps me, my skeleton,
and displaces everything that is not
firmly fastened in place.

if i ask for a tissue, calmly,
with blood flowing down my forehead
where a wound is not present,
please respond in the same way i present the question -
calmly,
and with purpose.