Exquisite blood,
Drip,
Drop
On the black and white
Tiles
Of the room.
Red,
Crimson,
Scarlet blood,
Mine own
Departs me.
Then what?
Then what shall I do?
The floor,
Red, white and black,
Mine own colours.
Close the wound
With my mind,
With my soul,
With my ......
Exquisite blood.
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