Dozing in the Vein

Dozing in the Vein I wish I could say I have no regrets But I've got them dozing in my veins And they're currently not sleeping well Bloody pus cocktails floating and bumping clogging up the works with little umbrellas those plastic swords cutting off the flow of oxygen-depleted blood Will my heart breath again One old friend and I as kids in Philomath OR would sword fight or cross the streams in the bathroom with sugared-up pee This is not a regret It's an antibody to revenge the fall all the things undone circulating in regret serum dead on the bacterial frontline It's a salute to everybody's soft, moist, flowing inner world of tissue muscle gut brain blood sap as it's attacked & invaded by aggressive micro-aliens of would-have-beens from moment-one until the final moment-zero By K. Shawn Edgar