Guess I should have this:
your tool kit
one you'll truly miss.
To you I'm very ******;
I just had it!
Now you'll be sorely missed...
A pliers for thee, my dip ****
to pluck out your teeth
let your blood flow and drown in it.
I'll screwdriver your cavities
take 'em all away for you.
Farewell, to all of vanities!
No anesthesia for you, my loss.
Pain is my love for you, dear,
which you truly deserved, no love lost.
The poem is influenced and named after Joy Division's song, "No Love Lost". The poem mentioned some things found in a tool kit, which is actually a property of the persona's husband, suggesting that he may be working in a construction firm or at least know about using them. His wife, a dentist who worked abroad, found out that she was cheated by her husband and the money she gives to her husband only goes to his drinking habits and womanizing.
Angered by his infidelity, she retaliated by using his tool kit as part of her torture. The poem took place in a dental clinic wherein the husband is tortured and left bleeding to death, agonizing from the pain as he was given no anesthesia to ease it. Ironically, the tool kit her husband often uses is used as tools for torture.
The torture is a reference to the song in which the Nazis were torturing and murdering the Jews in bizarre manners.