draw back
pull from me
that which courses
through these veins
the sharpened bevel
18 gauge steel tip
buried inside me
like a syringe
empty me of myself
as only you can do
not to return
or live again
this shared existence
draining me
watch me pale
from copper to blue
knowing all things end here
through this network
of membrane and cells
the vision leaving me
with each pull of your hand
* inspired by caethes
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