Sunday, March 20, 2011

It all started when I cut my English muffin perfectly down the center

There's something to be said for birds and blue and mood music because
Suddenly I'm shouting and weeping and smiling and shrieking after I realize
I have blood running through my veins.
Blood that isn't thinningclottingspillingonthefloor
And if it was seeping out into a puddle I would have people to mop it up and pump it back into my skin.
I'm so insanely fucking thrilled and I don't know or care why.

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