Red Out, Red In

 
Donated blood last night.
Watched my deep red life leaking into a plastic bag.
Helping feels best when it hurts.
 
Hockey with the big boys today.
Could've used some of that iron in my veins,
some oxygen to the brain,
but still made myself a nuisance
enough to feel alive.
 
Tonight I'll replace what's missing
with another deep red.
One glass should be plenty.