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I could travel the cosmos, but I’d choke on the stars.

I’m sucking this red juice through a straw
every vein, is now raw, and every pain, is –
I’ve come to love the sensation of past weaknesses,
and aggression, leaving me down, scampering,
ending, someplace, a nuthouse of fucks! Ending
but where is the end? Where? Could it end?

The juice is squeezed, even a vampire wouldn’t feast
blood type X, Y, and who gives a shit about Z?
Z, Z, everybody wants a piece
of me, another bite,
clamp down, get high, like you’re parading around
at some sick blood drive.

Categories: Poetry
Tags: #Life

Comments (4)

  • Natasha . May 26, 2012 . Reply

    A biting write, dear Bradley 😉 (Sorry…couldn’t help it!) I’m feeling this one very strongly today…must be blood lust in the air! Loved it

    • (Author) Bradley Howington . May 26, 2012 . Reply

      Thanks, Tash! Bloodlust is in the air tonight, honey! Let’s feast! 😀

  • Audrey Howitt . May 26, 2012 . Reply

    Really a nice write Bradley!

    • (Author) Bradley Howington . May 26, 2012 . Reply

      Thank you, Audrey! Would you like to join us in our hunt for blood? 😀

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