one hundred and thirty seven nightmares later

one hundred and thirty seven nightmares later
I learned the truth of your name;
lettered, one alphabet after another,
thorned vivacious curvatures
tiny barbs hooking tender flesh.
there was no time for blood.
only
regret

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