paramedic

four am, almost asleep when the alarm bell rings
i rise, bleary eyed, ready to do my thing
stumble into the darkness,
trying to get the knowledge back into my head
jump inside, hit the lights, "i hope that ****er's not dead"
lights, siren, keymap, "where the **** are we going?"
of course its on the fourth flour
"what took ya'll so long?"
jump into someone elses chaos...
with bandages and four by fours...
and try to stop bleeding...
cleaning the open sores...
of the last shards of humanity.

i stick my finger in the hole
to keep your soul
from leaking out...
and ruining the rug.