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	 for Regan 


	"Thank you -
	For really making me let go of you.
	I tried. But I couldn't do it.
	You made me let go of you,
	Because I was bleeding."
				- R.S.D.

i looked down and saw blood on my hands
and thought
"how did that come to be here?"

my hands were red
all of a sudden
	
and i thought
"what did i do?"

'cause i was treading on a tightrope
and when i fell
you grabbed my arm
grabbed the wire
slashed your hands to the bone
and still tried to hold me
still tried to hold me

the blood on my hands is not my own


October 30, 1995
© Lela Kaunitz