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fountains and globes

if you take a knife to my skin

it will cut it

my layers of protection are not strong enough to ward off that edge

 

if you keep pressing

blood will pool around the slit

and maybe even splash if you cut the right spot

 

if you decide to twist

my skin will twist with you

until it tears from the tension and you see my inners

 

if you take the knife out

you will see me bleeding

and the blood will be red

 

if you put your eyeball close enough

you will see a fountain

of blue purple and red

 

if i think your eyeball is close enough

i will squeeze my skin

and hope that my little blood fountain splashes your veiny white globe

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claire-3
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Published
Jul 20, 2012
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