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My blood wants out

My blood wants out

I feel a returning
and a graphite full stop
Pounding on my skin
a door balanced on a hinge

If I drag the pencil a little
it becomes a comma
and suddenly I’m still here
not finished

A fly keeps landing
on the rim of the sink
washing its hands
The body is always grasping
for continuation
even when the mind wants endings

I have mistaken endings
for honesty
pain for truth

Outside
someone has left a chair
in the rain
facing nothing
graffiti of the sun shining

What I am learning
is how to stay
When it’s so cold
I spill clouds like ink

how to pause
without disappearing

A comma is a kindness
when leaving is easier

The blood slows once more
learns it is here
water finding the gutter

I do not need to be emptied
to be real

The kettle clicks off
by itself

gentle punctuation

white paper
now a promise
not a threat

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