2.20.2009

For You



frank blood s
purts over your cupped hand
Get the doctor, run

clots fall from your lips
Hold onto me, don't look down into the basin

some water to rinse your mouth, a fresh gown
The taste forgotten, the stains unread

more platelets, oxygen, salem sump on way to OR
Reach beneath my ribs and break off half my liver, take it still warm into your outstretched hand