Blade
I’ve a blade astir in my brain,
twirling among my grayness.
Pathway cleaved through my neck,
so intense it’s nearly painless.
Barging entry into my shoulders,
banging deflection from bone to bone.
Slicing clamor of echoes in ribcage,
Blade’s blunt legacy in heart’s home.
EaS
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