My Body, My Art

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I want to paint a picture,
A picture with a twist.

I'll paint it with a razor blade,
I'll paint it on my wrist.

My colors will be those synonymous with heat
Black for deception, and red for defeat

"Deceptions" I shall call it
Born of untruth

Painted by the shaky hand,
Of any equally shaky youth.

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Litlbigman52Litlbigman52over 8 years ago
Clearly

I can see visions in your words, so clearly.

Talk if you'd like, I will listen. Ask if you like and I will answer if you want one.

Just talk...

Oldbear63Oldbear63over 10 years ago
Sigh

Horrible thought wonderfully expressed. You write beautifully, Ketteh.

Ashesh9Ashesh9over 10 years ago
Please don't let a blade anywhere near

Wrists : you're too good a Poet to lose ! 5-ed .

todski28todski28over 10 years ago
Dark and twistingly

Evocative.