I HAVE ONE EYE.
AND WITH IT I SEE YOU.
I SEE YOU STANDING.
I SEE YOU FORGETTING.
I SEE YOU BLEEDING.
YOU MIGHT WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THE OTHER ONE.
I'D LIKE TO KNOW THE SAME THING.
I'M ONE-EYEDLY CURIOUS.
ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED TO MY OTHER EYE.
I THINK THAT PERHAPS...
SOMEONE CUT IT OUT.
SOMEONE VERY SPECIAL CUT MY EYE.
THEY TOOK A BLADE...
A NORMAL BLADE...
AND THEY SLICED MY EYE OPEN.
I THINK THERE WAS A LINE.
THERE WAS A RED LINE.
IT CUT THROUGH EVERYTHING.
WHEN I WAS A CHILD...
A NORMAL CHILD...
I WOULD CUT THINGS DOWN WITH A LINE.
A LINE... A DOT ON THE WINDSHIELD
THAT... WOULD CUT THE WHOLE WORLD IN HALF
AS I SAW FIT
PEOPLE DIED AFTER BEING CUT
AND HE CUT MY EYE OUT
HE DID IT
And I let him... because it was beautiful.
Author notes
#5? #3? I dunno, but here it is. Also, I may add, that yes -- there is a reason for the capslock. I screamed this, outloud and recorded, thus, little proper letters just would not do.
Written April 28th, 2005
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wow.... excellent! i really enjoyed this poem.
you did a wonderful job!!!
i love how you screamed the words...
and i love the line "And I let him... because it was beautiful."
thanks for entering and best of luck to you in my contest!
~Maggie~
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