Thursday, November 11, 2010

SLASHER

your words
the knife
that cut me 

my blood spurts
bright red like
pomegranate
each drop holding
a seed of love
i felt for you
walking through
the seeds stick
to the soles
of your shoes
the juice taints
i move like fog
i cover the windows
of your car
of your cab
of your train
of your plane
i am the film
through me you
view your life
because you
slashed me
and the
pieces
linger
and
haunt
you


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9 comments:

  1. Captured well the feel of a slasher film; effective work.

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  2. I like the link between the blood the pomegranate juice, seeds and seed of love. Creative link there.

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  3. Creepy! Think you got the tone spot on!

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  4. I enjoyed this - the dark side of love - especially the image of viewing your life through a haunting of a slashed lover's eyes

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  5. Hmm what can I say for there are dark times in everyones soul..

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  6. Haunting our slashers is the best revenge short of slashing them ourselves. Nice One Shot!

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  7. the pomegranate was genius...amazing image too..cheers pete

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  8. Dear Reignier

    Ahh!! Powerful imagery... last lines were haunting... in literal sense of the word...
    Thanks for sharing..

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    Twitter: @VerseEveryDay
    Blog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com

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  9. powerful poem - dark love and hurt - very good

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