Fluorescent tube broken half
Digging through trash
I find a sharp edge
The blood flows gleaming red and warm
Choosing to carry on dripping trails
Hoping it doesn't get infected
Bag up the trash and move
Clean the wound and soothe
Irritating sensation of life
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Real life incident turned metaphor. Very nice
This could mean so many things. I really appreciated the darkness of the piece. Nice imagery.
Thank you. Much liked that you read
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