with a thrust of self-cherishing the knife slips in,
with attachment a twist,
jealousy, a sideways slice,
pride - sawing motion,
anger hits the carotid.

Very vivid images and although this is kind of cutter poetry, it isn't.

I have a habit of making little or no sense when I attempt to communicate . . . this is something you should know ahead of time :p

Cheers Mark,
I'm not really sure if my intent with this poem is clear. it definitely isn't intended to be cutter poetry or even vaguely similar
The suicide and the knife is really just metaphor for the self inflicted suffering our obsession with these unhappy minds creates.
A painful death created by our own tendency to like ourselves a little bit too much. (well I speak for myself, I'm definitely the person whom I think the most about)

(12-08-2012, 07:59 PM)benthejack Wrote:  with a thrust of self-cherishing the knife slips in,
with attachment a twist,
jealousy, a sideways slice,
pride - sawing motion,
anger hits the carotid.

hi ben
if it were not for the last line, i'd have swore the poem was about an automatic bread knife

(12-09-2012, 05:40 PM)billy Wrote:  

(12-08-2012, 07:59 PM)benthejack Wrote:  with a thrust of self-cherishing the knife slips in,
with attachment a twist,
jealousy, a sideways slice,
pride - sawing motion,
anger hits the carotid.

hi ben
if it were not for the last line, i'd have swore the poem was about an automatic bread knife

haha damn if only that was intentional!

with a thrust of self-cherishing the knife slips in,
with attachment a twist,
jealousy, a sideways slice,
pride - sawing motion,
anger! The toast's too thin.

now that is my kind of toast

He's just trying to butter you up.