With a poison kiss

 

 

Internal voices 1

 

When the pen refuses to drag the hand

And the words decline to spill

There’s still the knife

The razor’s invisible edge

Endless ways to break the surface

And so much left to shed

Expurgatory surgery

 

Bleeding is easy

Scarily so

Remember

Bleed

But don’t bleed out

Write

But keep an exit at your back

Commit

But keep a little in the tank

It’s a long walk to the end of e v e r y t h i n g

And though there are more days now

Behind you than ahead

You can still find eternity

In one long Sunday afternoon

Spent staring at an empty page.

 

 

Words and image are my own.

 

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