Nice Girls Don’t Bleed

I have shed blood enough
to soak this dark soil
four feet deep
I have shed skin enough
to fill a bathtub
until it overflows and
drips
and covers the bathroom floor
in an ooze
of epidermals
Enough of
my hair fell
and balled into the carpet
to weave a carpet of its own
I have thrown up enough
to know the taste
and smell
of my insides should
they ever reach me again
Enough!
Such horror
Such thoughts
Should be banished from
the eyes and thoughts of a nice
girl like me
But I have seen blood
be thrown up
I have scraped skin
out of a shower plughole
and
I have vacuumed up
enough hair
to know that these
are realities
and
Nice girls
are fiction