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!