Take your knife
Follow the delicate patterns
Trim me complete
Follow my scar lines
Somethings are better left not understood
Remove me from this life
Slit my throat
Reach up inside
Tie my tongue in a philosophical knot
Rip my hair out
And tear off my fingernails
Burn my flesh
Feed my bones to machines
Put my cock in a noose
Swallow my insides as I am alive
Let the people honor me at my funeral
Write notes in class
My lover's disease is no sin
Show no mercy
Place your sword against my heart
Now thrust


© 2006 David Greg Harth
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