begging for blood
the night started
with me
bleeding from my stomach
and shaving my belly button
so I could apply
a bandage
the night crops begged for water
as the dogs howl and whimpered
under the street light running out
of cool days in the breeze
to suffer only from
headaches
and boredom
I kept pressure on to
keep the blood from flowing
……a woman in my bed, sitting
slouched
with a round brown belly
itching her breasts
at chapped brown nipples
……and smiling over my blackheads
with
the blunt end of
a pair of tweezers
the dogs still begging for blood
to bloom into something
human
in daylight
the night ended with a brief argument
and sweat
pooling at the
back of my neck.
Justin Wade Thompson lives in a trailer park in Austin, Texas with his wife and cats. He has never pursued a higher education or held a full-time job.
