015 • Bleeding

015 • Bleeding

One thing my life sorely lacks is
Some nostrum to quell epistaxis:
To limit the gore
That I trail on the floor
And the bloodhounds that follow my trackses.

Every citizen has a dripping wound, acknowledged or not: nosebleeds are the least of it. So much genetic data surrendered to malign agencies – not so much the hounds themselves as those who presume to marshal them.

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