What is it about seeing your own blood?
That drop, a ruby, right there on your finger tip.
And after you've tested. What do you do?
Suck it. Stick your finger right in your mouth,
as if five years old again with a boo boo.
And the slight taste of yourself?
What is that uncomfortable sweetness?
Blood and sugar, going together.
From hand to mouth, from mouth to hand.
-jb
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