Curled up in a corner, fetal.
rockingrockingrocking back and forth
clutching at the hooded head
screaming muffled by a pillow
stopitstopitpleasestop
laughter, whispers, screams
all inside your head
cool metal in your hand
come on, lift it higher
come on, press it close
come on, pull the trigger
nonononono
yessssssss goes the snake
WHY CAN'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE
don't be like that
we're friends
good friends
I'm your only friend
a peek, a glance
he's faceless, except for that Cheshire grin
those dripping fangs
slobbering all over you
friends?
look at me
no don't look
LOOK AT ME!
NO!
too late
it's her, and she's covered in red
red, red, cherry red blood
she's getting it everywhere
she's drowning in it
she's touching you
now look, you're red too
please
aren't we friends?
let's be friends?
come on, fool
just pull the trigger
cool metal
in your mouth
just one click
one bang
it's okay
do it
do it.
no, don't do it.
another scream, and you're throwing
everything
GO AWAY GO AWAY
they're
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YOU ARE READING
BURN (Wattys2015?)
Poetry"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in li...
