When I was Bit By A Bat

It was a week ago.
I had a foam in my mouth.
That slime.
That bat.
No, not the water.

No!
I can't stand to go out and swim.
I don't even want to go by the
Water, no not the water.

I can't even go by the kitchen
Sink, with that drip, that tap
That sound, that water.

My mouth.
My wound.
My should I say?