you go down
to the lab
on king st.
to donate blood.
take as much as
you can, you tell
them, unrolling
your sleeves,
i could use the
money.
i'm down
to drinking instant
coffee
and defrosting
things
from my freezer.
yesterday i even
ate some hummus
that someone left
over the holidays.
so go ahead,
take a gallon,
you tell them,
but hold my hand.
and i want a cookie
afterwards. not oatmeal.
some juice too.
i hate needles,
but i really need
a cup of strong
coffee, so find
the needle nurse
and drain me dry.
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