~Poetry~ *Strong Language Warning* They say blood is thicker than waterSo is honeyAnd you can catch lots of fliesWithout vinegarWho in the fuck really cares?A fly-eating toadWhich of course I am notShould I care?No; and yet I do so deeplyBad bloodIt has become soiled between usSpilled outUpon infertile, uncared-for earthSo pollutedPoisoned with lost trust and failureYet it’s homeAll that I know was grown right hereThough … Continue reading Crying Over Spilt Blood