"Slashed her chest, nail by nail,
possessed by something bigger.
Shredded her skin, in a gust of rage,
as if her flesh were your eyeballs-
and her skin your face-
deserving a good talking to.
Bashed her head, side to side,
lost control,
smothered,
by wretchedness.
Pounded, pounded, pounded her fist,
-face, stomach, head-
eager to knock you out
of her system.
Fist to flesh, flesh to fist,
tit for tat, you bastard.
Come to her, leave her alone.
Afterall…
She’s useless."
** This poem was recently published in George Mason University's literary magazine, Volition (2010).
Wow, you have a gift for writing! I love reading your poems! xoxoxoxo
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