bloody gardens

november 15th, 2020

she said that she wanted
to slash her wrists open
in the backyard of her abusive home.
i said i would gladly settle
for the scraping of skin cells
––until she feels, she bleeds, she scars––
over the viscous streams of endless scarlet
that would end my dear friend forever.
she said that she wanted
to die because nobody needs her
but I've always loved her.
to love is to need
and i need her smile.
i hope in the garden of darkness
that moonflowers feed on what she gives them
for the garden is hungry
and she said that she wanted
to bleed

* back to drops *