You can have it good for
a really long time
then the universe snaps
it's fingers, the lens distorts
the push becomes a shove.
Your mind turns backwards
to the day you knew about
endings but never understood
them fully only a peripheral
sense that something was off.
It all comes down to blood
and how long it can circulate
uninfected and untouched.
Such a strong colour
such fragile liquid.
- Debbie Calverley
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