You carve me open.
Your blow-up doll love.
Your frantic, ugly hands.
The way you kissed me in the shower,
vile and sticky like some sort of bad porno.
I want to tear out your eyes
and leave them on dinner plates.
Give them to your mother who you dream about
and she is dead.
I want to slice off your lips and glue them to your kitchen counter.
Tell you to take it like a man, bitch. whore cunt.
Tell you I'm tired of dressing up like this.
I want to tie you to the bed posts and cut out your tongue;
put it in a jar of formaldehyde.
Give it to your children.
Mail it to your wife.
Author notes
This pulled some really ugly emotions out of me. Kudos.
This is kind of adjective-heavy.
(This is only based on truth.
And not recent truth. Thankfully.)
Inspired by: http://www.magnumphotos.com/Archive/C.aspx?VP3=ViewBox_VPage&VBID=2K1HZOMRL51EN&IT=ZoomImage01_VForm&IID=2K7O3RT2FCBX&PN=24&CT=Search
oh oh oh oh this.
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While the emotions might have been "ugly", they are real... which is more then I could ever ask for.
There were... some... er, okay, many, disturbing images here, but you really got across your hatred... I sensed that though you had negative emotions towards this person, I felt some sort of regret, or, some still-positive emotions coming from the piece?
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wow. this is harsh. the kind of thing I expected from the picture provided. Very dreary and hateful.
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frantic ugly hands
imagery outstanding
story confusingly great
mail it to your wife
the perfect ending to the madness
here
needless to say ‘I like it’
something I wished I wrote
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"something I wished I wrote" ...a blush-worthy compliment if ever there was one.
Thank you.
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Your blow-up doll love.
Your wild frantic ugly hands.
Interesting! Intense write. You didn't cut any corners, did you. -
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hah never.
Thank you for commenting. Seriously.
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