EYES HUNGRY AND EMPTY

Eyes hungry and empty

Sharp hand glittering

Flashing knives

Blades bite deep

Like teeth

Soul rending

Broken bloody

Not now

Nevermore

Nevermore

I love you

I hear the words

Dry whisper of the razor

Sliding across the honing stone

Like dead leaves rustle

 

I hang my head low

To cry

Or die

Or laugh

As you walk across the room to me

 

©workingclassproduction.com, 2016

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