the leak

we set it up for the first time in months,
usually the weather isn't right
for the paddling pool to be worth the effort.
but last night was warm,
so we tried again.

and in that night we had fun.
play-fighting with the water,
our heads poking out its shimmering surface
to gossip and banter and tell new stories.
our hair soaked, our mouths alcohol-dried.

in the morning, i was hungover
- this too, a rare occasion

and the pool was empty,

the lanky shade of sunrise
desperately clang left of the pool.
                  two shadows today. 
the second just wet concrete
escaped water
curled up against the side of the pool.

last night's fun, ripped in two,
leaking into the patio tiles -
and i want to call it blood.