Cincinnati Hospital (for the evening commute)

I woke to the taste of blood and iron,
not knowing where I was.

my hands hurt.
I was asleep in dreams of reading. 
the rumbler rambles on. 
I get off at 86th street. 

I stand still. 
Hoping I don't die today.
Better to be better. 
eating guava alone. 

watching Netflix.
waiting on Chinese food. 
praying no one talks to me. 
wishing for rain. 

but I was not I'm NYC.
I am bleeding in Cincinnati. 
open your heart
open your hands. 

I am really trying to live.
I am really trying. 

to make it through the night. 
I am trying to save you tonight.