Revision 2
of a body that feels wrong
a mother who is all appetite
of a brittle hardness
of drunken dinner slurs
baseball bats and broken
kitchen tiles, blood
streaked faces
a butcher knife poised
two inches
from taking
an eye
of twisted feet
of mocking
retarded yelps
a fearful knowing
bodies reduced
to just meat
irrevocable
a switch
clicks
submerged
in an icy pond
from which there is no
resurfacing
~~~
Edit: Tried on some of BB's comments and still thinking about arka's
Revision
of a body that feels wrong,
a mother who is all appetite,
of a brittle hardness.
of drunken dinner slurs,
baseball bats and broken
kitchen tiles, blood-
streaked faces,
a butcher knife poised
two inches
from taking
an eye.
of twisted feet,
mocking
retarded yelps
a fearful knowing
bodies reduced to meat
irrevocable
a switch
clicks.
submerged
in an icy pond
from which there is no
resurfacing.
~~~
Edit: Billy's comments helped me clarify some things.
Original
This is the year
of a body that feels wrong,
a mother who is all appetite,
of a brittle hardness,
New dad,
baseball bat,
broken kitchen tiles,
blood-streaked faces,
New sister's chores,
her butcher knife
two inches from taking
my eye.
Gnarled hands,
twisted feet,
mocking
retarded yelps
thoughts of murder,
a fearful knowing
irrevocable
a switch clicks.
submerged
in an icy pond
from which there is no
resurfacing.
of a body that feels wrong
a mother who is all appetite
of a brittle hardness
of drunken dinner slurs
baseball bats and broken
kitchen tiles, blood
streaked faces
a butcher knife poised
two inches
from taking
an eye
of twisted feet
of mocking
retarded yelps
a fearful knowing
bodies reduced
to just meat
irrevocable
a switch
clicks
submerged
in an icy pond
from which there is no
resurfacing
~~~
Edit: Tried on some of BB's comments and still thinking about arka's
Revision
of a body that feels wrong,
a mother who is all appetite,
of a brittle hardness.
of drunken dinner slurs,
baseball bats and broken
kitchen tiles, blood-
streaked faces,
a butcher knife poised
two inches
from taking
an eye.
of twisted feet,
mocking
retarded yelps
a fearful knowing
bodies reduced to meat
irrevocable
a switch
clicks.
submerged
in an icy pond
from which there is no
resurfacing.
~~~
Edit: Billy's comments helped me clarify some things.
Original
This is the year
of a body that feels wrong,
a mother who is all appetite,
of a brittle hardness,
New dad,
baseball bat,
broken kitchen tiles,
blood-streaked faces,
New sister's chores,
her butcher knife
two inches from taking
my eye.
Gnarled hands,
twisted feet,
mocking
retarded yelps
thoughts of murder,
a fearful knowing
irrevocable
a switch clicks.
submerged
in an icy pond
from which there is no
resurfacing.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
