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[kragore]

Abandoning the Human Voice

Blood of my blood,
You lay upon the bed
Cold, breathing shallow.

Blood of my blood,
I watch the pulse in your neck
The drip of fluid that races for your arm.

Blood of my blood,
Is this but a preview?
It felt out of order, like a chapter read too soon.

Blood of my blood,
Your pain was intolerable to me
And so every bit of energy, and some I did not, went to you.

I called up debts not paid,
and begged favors from those close to my soul.

Blood of my blood,
You do not hear me abandon my voice to don another
Rising and falling like so many tides.

Those not of the blood,
They supply the energy
They give the strength.

Those not of the blood,
That should be
Not of blood, but of family.

They hear me,
They watch with golden liquid eyes
They know.

-K.