The Blood

The blood

on the workshop floor -

a chisel slipped

and made a small hole.

 

The blood

on the kitchen floor -

chopping like a Master Chef,

without looking.

 

The blood

on the bathroom floor �"

a new razor blade

and no concentration

 

The blood

on the forest floor �"

the chain saw

cutting firewood.

 

The blood

on the hospital floor �"

when they patched

things up.

 

The blood

on the mind’s floor �"

imaginary �"

 

like the blood

on the workshop floor,

 

some red paint

that started a chain

of non-events.