Tuesday, 9 December 2008

Killed a Man Today

I killed a man today

I know I shouldn't have, but I did



I killed a man today with an instrument

As blunt as my intention



When I was in bed, I chopped of his head

Not a weapon really, more of a thought of one



I struck at the centerpiece of his torso and cut and cut and cut until

his stomach bled and the bowl howled



I ripped the flesh, trashed the veins, sliced the kidney and

chopped the liver into pieces, which I fried, until they died



I rammed my knife through cheekbones, kneebones, hipbones, shoulder,

anchle and neck bones



Through a cluster of fat and nerves and glue, to watch the show of

blood flood over my brain like November rain



I ripped my twelve inch steal through his lungs and tongues



I cut the cord to his …..belongings



I watched his corpse rot and fall, like nothing at all



I killed a man today

I knew I shouldn't have, but I did



I killed a man, not his body, but his soul, which was whole



Until I said:



Your girlfriend thinks I'm better of in bed

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