Blood Bath
Last night
I poured some memories into a glass
They didn’t fill it, not at all
The bottle was almost empty
When I started pouring
Someone else’s history
I sipped, gulped, finished it
I always drink too quickly
When I like the taste
Such a stupid thing to do
It makes me drunk too fast
The empty glass looked sad
It was my own fault
In my greed, my lust
I wanted more
I shook the nothingness out of the bottle
Until it splattered me like blood
Half-aware, I floated to my bathroom
And soundlessly undressed,
Turned the lights down
Candle-lit shadows, danced
In the half-light
While the soft music of a piano
Played somewhere
In my silly romantic head
I didn’t know how to turn it off
I filled my tub to the brim with tears,
Submerged myself in their saltiness
The water turned red
I cried until it overflowed
Not for myself, but for you,
For you my dear,
My once darling
For your pain
Not mine
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