bleeding all over

synergy cable reel washed up below the convent
the bald eagle flying out soon as I enter the water
river bank perfumed
how is it possible to barely feel my body, to exist, a spirit in human form floating on sunlit water
we are straddling the
spiritual and the physical
and it is all divine

saying “you’re bleeding so bad”
looking at the bloody towel standing
in the shed
the glow blood coming
from thumb cut in kitchen
“I’m bleeding all over in my head in my eyes in my soul”

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