Tuesday 6 December 2011

Knife Against Flesh, a poem

This is something I wrote in lecture a couple of weeks ago. It was going slow and I'd recently been listening to Skeletonwitch meaning I had some of their lyrics in my head. With a little bit of scribbling and imagery thoughts I came up with this.

Note: this is not personal or aimed towards anyone, just a bit of fun.

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Knife against flesh
Pushing harder as fear rises
Noises escaping the throat
As a stream of red escapes

Living, dying, suffering my wrath
Bleeding, choking, crying still more
Cutting the air, and cutting the throat
A knife against White flesh

Stream turns to river
Noises become screams
Crying becomes begging
As my knife cuts yet deeper

Body going limp
Falling down hard
Like the sack of shit you are
Worthy of no like