- Non-Erotic Poetry
- You Cut Me
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You cut me
Like razor shavings
To the bone
Into my soul
What is it about you
That takes me like a thief
Standing in the dark shadow
Waiting to throw lightning
On my dripping wounds
I own no private thoughts
laid bare and exposed
You're on to me,
damn you!
I have no defense
Against your steel edged mind
Wicked
The way it works
The way it scours
The way it slams me
Against the ropes
Black and blue
My brain bleeds
Leaking into itself
Cutting me open
You
Purge my secrets
oozing down into a puddle
staining my feet
Damn you for knowing
Who I am
- COMMENTS
arienetteover 17 years agoYou write me so well, you know. I've felt this many times, when someone just really knows who you are and every secret you have, everything about you just lays there, waiting to be dissected by them and then (perhaps) thrown away. Or that's what I got from my four reads over this poem, anyway. Brilliant!
