Thursday, February 11, 2010

blood n guts

she wants to skin you,
pick and pick and then peel.
all the tendons and all the framework
that keep you together,
she will rip away with grimacing grit.
then she will take you,
place you on a rotating show stage
with a follow spot and no curtain to hide behind
and watch from her distant seat
with crossed legs and a crooked head
her clean pink dress will fool the crowd,
they won't know she's your butcher.

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