Loop

By Deeti Gupta

I hear a scream,

It wakes me up.

There's blood on the floor.

It's yours.

There's blood dripping

From your wrist.

I don't know who screamed.

Wait.

I feel like

This has happened before.

Somewhere in my memory

I feel a strong sense

Of déjà vu,

And I feel a sense of losing you.

What had I done the last time?

I strain to remember.

I think this has happened

Multiple times

Over and over again,

And I got it wrong every time,

And you died all those times.

I try to bandage your wound,

Dial the emergency number,

Hug you as you lose more blood,

And you are dead again

In my arms.

I hear a scream,

It wakes me up.

There's blood on the floor.

It's yours.

I hear a scream,

It wakes me up.

There's blood on the floor.

I hear a scream,

It wakes me up.

I hear a scream.

I happen to wake up,

The scream is me.

I pull you back in bed,

Before there's blood

Dripping from your wrist,

Or on the floor,

And I fall asleep

With you in my arms.

I think I got it right this time.

I hear a scream,

It wakes me up.

There's blood on the floor.

It's yours.

By Deeti Gupta