TWAK!

A knife embeds itself

in the space just
by her left ear

as if the wood
gulped it...****** it

in
its glint

vibrating still.

In her head
she plans

dinner.

She stares
at her husband

remembers how
he had come

to court her
...twak!

Another knife
flashes spitefully

narrowly missing
her other ear

a little
bubble of blood

like a stud
earring blossoming

on a wobbly
earlobe.

'Ouch! '
she whispers

to herself
guilty

at such an over
reaction

oh how he had
excited her

her head
in a spin

saying he
was in

show business

her world
revolves

about him
the next knife

impregnates itself
in the space

between her
legs

like a tuning fork
it hums

her excitement
builds

a splinter of
wood

nestles in her
left inner thigh.

'Wow...nice! '
she becomes moist.

The shimmy of her
spangles

as the lights catch
her

a little
gasp

she faces him
boldly

afraid &
un-afraid

upside down now
her world all topsy-turvy

she still so
proud of her

husband's skill
to tantalise her

his unerring
accuracy

the pride of being
(she the knife thrower's assistant)

as well
as wife.

Twak!