Stabbers Of The Knife By Kenny Pelts

warm flesh and oh so smooth skin TWINS a sun and moon

I could have been anything leading the armies of the

free or building the great elaborate id. but one of

them i dared to love so long without defense my eyes

went white and blind. now i know -only two, two

wretched sisters fucking-lying sisters woe and hate.

the ghost of a carcass, chipped away its morsels RED +

WET losing warmth RED + WET cleaved, hacked from my

back RED + WET yielded from me by a stabber of the

knife. THRUSTING/ PUSHING/ FORCING/ SPREADING/ THE

HEART/ OF ME/ CONCEPTUAL KNIVES/ COLD INSIDE/ FUCKING

ME/ KNIVES/ FUCKING ME/ THRUSTING/ PROBING/ DEEPLY/

SLOWLY/ FROM HER/ SWEET RIGID DEVICE and one of them i

dared to love so long without defense my eyes went

white and blind my eyes went white and blind my eyes

went white and blind. TO ALL THIS i SPIT AND LEER,

CHEERING VAGUE OBScENITIES IN AN EMPTY ROOM..... ON A

DIRTY FLOOR.... WRITING PAGAN POETRY ON MY BIRTHDAY

CARD, ANOTHER DAMN BIRTHDAY CARD SPLINTERS.... WRITING

HOLIDAY COMMENTARY.