Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Cut Along the Bone

Avoid the little increments of pain
That come with chasing after bitter treats:
The bad relationships, the sticky sweets
That sat for too long on your tongue again,
Like that old girlfriend who drove you insane
With jealousy and longing that repeats
Like a sad song of long-ago defeats
And melancholy, long walks in the rain.

If you want pain, take up the kitchen knife
And cut along the bone, then put your hand
On the front element. Your wedding band
Will melt, and that will aggravate your wife,
But as the blood flows out, so will your life,
And in one gushing moment. Understand?

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