Just a whiff of oil,
and listen to the snik
of the lock catching.

It flips smooth,
it feels weighty and
satisfying in my hand.

The problem in
playing with a knife
is that you start looking
for things to cut.

My desk has notches
all along the edge.

My steering wheel is missing chunks,
my emergency brake has puncture wounds.

Little shavings of material
all over my pants.

Hands covered in
pock marks and scar tissue.

Now I wonder what it'd feel like
to cut a piece off of you.