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Posted: Sep 01, 2005 - 05:48 PM
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Peephole
Joined: Dec 03, 2003
Posts: 1521
Location: Where The Shattered Seasons Lay
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& the first stitch comes out –
a tiny papercut in the firmament
snip! – such a pleasant sound
skin gives way gently, a tiny red droplet
rests raw against True Beauty &
she says
(how much/little if at all)
have I changed?
(he says
to himself
nothing changes
no matter what is corrected)
…let us cut the next stitch
& the exquisite bloody tongued SNIP as
the skin
is torn from the umbilicus
and she feels for the first time since –
perfection of sorts
& she says
inside
i feel emptied
i feel purged today
(surgeon smiles tight lipped
so many young girls
under his knife
…& for what?)
seven, eight, nine, ten
she pretends
the sharp little pinpricks
are raindrops
& the cold fleshy kiss of scissors
…she pretends she cannot feel it until
at last
at last the last stitch snaps out of place
& she knows she is perfect now
her fingers trace the hollow ridge
on her chest where once
an alien’s heart beat in time with hers
where once
nestled in her bosom
something sentient yet silent
drank to her death.
her finger kisses the place
where not long ago
she was eaten alive –
& she smiles to feel her heart beat alone against her palm |
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[red]Bewahret einander vor Herzeleid. Denn kurz ist die zeit die ihr beisammen seid[/red]
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Posted: Sep 01, 2005 - 05:52 PM
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Cigaro
Joined: May 29, 2005
Posts: 2638
Location: UK
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wow...thats really powerful...good job!  |
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