Friday, August 1, 2008

Deep

The SCALPEL.

No wonder doctors use it.

Perfectly designed for flesh and all manners of such occupations.

Fascinating.

I took it.

Hid it.

Kept it.

Took Pictures.

Wonderful Contraption.

Subtle,

Deadly,

Effective Affective,

What fragment of flesh can halt its path.

Bow to the king, you worthless skin,

Make way for the queen, bloody Mary

Marie’s Bloody

Ha, Ha, Ha,

How Ironic

Nothing can stop the rampage of ribbons and bows that coat the ground

What is pain

What is agony

Does it exit on the outside in the nerves and tingles of the epidermis

If so, then why is the majority of this tight, cruel, crushing feeling inside me

Deep

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