giving blood

feeling lonely,
you go down
to the blood bank
to make a deposit.
a nurse with a nice
smile and far
away eyes,
like green islands
on her placid
face, taps your arm
to find a vein.
kindly, shes slips
the needle in
and the dark
blood pours
upwards into
the thin
plastic bag
that hangs beside
you. it makes
you faint to see
the needle slide
in. to watch
the blood flow
out of you, you
grow pale
and sweat. you are
weak. your heart
is not used to
doing things
so nice. and as
you black out you
see the nurse
come over to save
you, the new
true love
of your life.