Too Much Blood

I have too much blood so I bleed.
I bleed blood like syrup,
blood like melted wax,
blood like butter,
blood like a subway train under my fingernails.


Title=teh suck. Short, pointless, fulfilling assigments. I think I've used some variation of 'melted wax' in something like 37% of the poems I've written in the last year.