Substitute For Blood

Reblogging this, because I really like it. Maybe you do, too.

Hokus Grey

There is no substitute for blood.

No medium that better transfuses pain and pleasure.

Sweeps oxygen to the lungs

Leaves us spinning when it rushes to the brain and drains from us where we are opened up.

It is the currency of civilization; the proof of purchase.

The ink in which the terms of our agreement are writ large.

Smeared upon the walls of cells in cryptic messages,

proclaiming doom and prophecy;

beholding madness and genius both – the inevitable outcome of conflict.

The reproductive discharge,

we are born covered in it and many of us will leave the same way.

Those more fortunate gasping our last and as it fills our lungs,

knowing we went forth from this life with purpose.

It has cleansed the Sins of Man and borne the most unholy pathogens.

The mere sight of it brings some to fainting,

pumping through the hearts of heroes…

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