There is a blade
Thin and sharp
Sparkling in the starlight
I bring it to my breast
A silent child in my arms
Cold steel slips between my ribs
I am filled with aching ecstasy
As sanity leaks away
Pooling in the dust at my feet
A contest entry
- Beautiful Dirty Pretty Poetry by Carpe Noctem.
525 points, ended January 3, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Such power in so few lines. I enjoyed it very much. The wording and flow were perfect together. Thanks for entering, and best of luck!

