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Dec 2016
this razor

it flirts with my wrist
like an experienced man
that's too old for me
yet temps all my tendencies
for the taking anyway
making me wonder
if for the first time
will i feel it?

will it penetrate
and tear me apart
slow
spread me open wide
only to let my crimson droplets
Tap
Tap
Tap
bob ross like
& paint the white
linoleum floor?
Dara Brown
Written by
Dara Brown  Houston, TX
(Houston, TX)   
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