I will eviscerate you with my pen
Your blood will be as ink
Pumping
Dripping
Blotching the paper
I will write your life
Put down black upon white
No part spared or left out
As the very soul of you revealed
Every soaking last drip
Until the ink runs dry
And you can no longer speak
Or insinuate another lie
Brutally brilliant.
love this martin!
Hi Martin,
Crikey!
Brutal, minimalist, stark - and a little scary!
Excellent write, flows well.
Suki
elPintor
Mon 24th Apr 2017 02:28
Hello Martin,
This seems, to me, the final act of a battle fought--whether that battle be between the writer and a physical foe, or one that is purely emotional or esoteric. No matter, though--I can relate either way.
elP
Hello Martin, a profoundly powerful piece of verse which indeed proves that the pen is mightier than the sword. Very well thought out and written. Thanks. Keith
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Martin Elder
Tue 25th Apr 2017 16:55
Thanks Keith, David, elp, suki, Stu and Karen. Your comments and reading are much appreciated. This was one of those poems that I completed and posted within about twenty four hours. A part of the inspiration came from the film 'A knights tale where Geoffrey Chaucer played by Paul Betany speaks in a similar fashion to his creditors.
But also you are right David about simple truth coming through and also elp the feeling of battle and finally laying to rest all that has been fought for.
Thanks once again to everybody who read.
Martin