Sutures, a poem by Michael Channing


by Michael Channing

my day can’t begin
til i hork up and spit out
my daily mouthful of blood
into the sink
into the shower to slide down darkly
a blurry passage through
the water and the soap and
the fear and the hope that
something is happening beyond
my control
only then can i tie my laces
and lace up my tie
and walk groggy into
the antiseptic sun

Leaves a Bloody Stain

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Chokes and Warbles
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Chokes and Warbles, a collection of essays and poems by Michael Channing

February 19, 2021