Sangre

I thought of you
As I loosened the screw
And removed the blade.
I thought of you
As I dragged it down
My thigh.
I thought of you
As I watched the blood
Drip
Slowly
Into the drain.
And then I thought of you
As I drank myself
To sleep.

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