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The Beginning

i wash the blood
off my hands

rinse the spatter
from my face

scrub the clots
from my shoes

after receiving thanks

congratulations for
saving a mans life

now it
sinks in

i didn’t think about myself
didn’t hesitate

didn’t pause to don
gloves mask face shield

reached out instinctively
applied pressure to spurting wound

stopped life from flowing
onto the floor

realizing now

i have been exposed
to a disease that could kill me

the injured mans emergency is over
mine is just beginning

(C) 2022 Raibeart Bruis
Written by Kinkpoet
Published
Author's Note
Musings about an experience in the early days of AIDs.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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