I stalked your friends
found your bloody feet
your ditched bike.
I stopped.
My eyes half closed
I caught defeat
diseased. guilt. want. wishes. scratching
for you to scream your disappointment
disgusted, spit on my face.
Punch me! Please!
Grit your teeth
I crave your coldness.
Look down on my cowering,
tears washing unwanted over your ankles.
Laugh hard, drown out
my begging to bandage your feet.

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