The Science of Bleeding Out

poetry
You found me in the corner
fading fast while the lights flickered
and there was a big engine idling
outside, a wrecker or an ambulance
that somebody must have called
while I clutched my guts and I
tried to keep them in

and there was music playing
a little too loud
in the other room
and I clutched my guts
in the corner where you found me
while the big engine idled
and you tried to move me
but I was fading fast

and the lights kept flickering
as more and more of the blood
ran out but I could only clutch
so hard I guess and the music
kept playing in the other room
while my hands began to slip
and the song was singing to me
you've got to stem the evil tide
and keep it all on the inside
Mary you're nearly a treat
but you're really a cry

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