My Definition of Invasive

My Definition of Invasive

A Poem by AG
"

you know that excitement people feel when they get to dissect their first frog in high school? it's not here but it sure has blood in it.

"

In my hand I hold a scalpel

Something I shall use to reclaim your love.

Drugged like an animal,

I carry your body and lay it on the operating table,

This sofa.

And gently place the tip of my knife over your chest

Specifically, over your left bosom.

Meticulously, its incisiveness begins to slice southward.

Leaving a trail of wet crimson on your skin.

Your foolish doctor then recalls something horridly vital.

The anesthesia, of course, to drown the pain.

Most surely it hurts but you did not even flinch.

Belatedly, I feed you the pain-killer.

Through your eyes.

So we could proceed.

And that you could be mine to break open.

My hands circumvent that line of red

And dexterously shape it to the assume the form of a massive, bloody excavation.

A chiaroscuro of vessels and flesh embraces me.

Black blood pulsates through razorwire veins and muscles.

How shall my fingers make it through?

Ah, your parts may be solid but their construction is weak.

Loose enough for my digits to dismantle.

I pull them out one by one to make way

So my extremeties could traverse.

A black hole now occupies your ventral body .

Now gaze upon your beautiful heart beating listlessly.

Fastened only by your ribs.

I scoop the mass of blood-pumping muscle and bring it to the light.

So icy yet fluid so warm.

I hold them close to my ears and listen with ecstasy.

Like a dadaist's work, it all made sense

As it conveyed no dub-dub-dub's or beating human sounds of any sort.

Just tick-tock-tick's.

I think of wristwatches and time bombs.

This symphony tells me that you are nobody's heart but mine once more.

© 2011 AG


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Very interesting. I do feel this would probably make a better short story than poem ( At least without a restructuring), but I don't know if I would describe it as gruesome as the previous readers, just visual. When it is read both literally and metaphorically it is a curious look into weakness and role reversal. This has a very peculiar perspective as it explores control. Some how the sadist becomes the weaker of the two. Pretty well executed however I am not sure it is exactly my glass of kool-aid, but I can usually find something to grasp out of many different types of poetry.

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This is great. Awesome diction, flows very well, fantastic stuff.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

wow.. this is one of the most creative pieces i've seen in a while.. original, strong imagery. I love the whole scene these words take me to. I'd have to disagree with some here, and say poetry done well can convey a powerful story. This was fantastic for me :)

Posted 15 Years Ago


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I forgot to mention that you have chosen a very fitting title...okay that's it =)

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Wow, this was very surreal, captivating and mesmerising, but also very gripping and harsh, in some ways.
The ending was filled with a strange sort of sweetness. Very dark and twisted, I love it!
Like Apryl, though, I think this would be far better as a short sory.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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i have to admit, the ending was AWSOME. (the scalpel part made me gag) :^D lol that sounds painful, but yet beautiful

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Yes, wow....Where did you learn these words. Just wander if you looked them up because you had them all in the right places! I know this because I have to know medical terms. I think you brought a different way of writing to the table here. You gave me a perfect visual to everything you wanted to tell. This should stay the way it is. Just beautiful the way you captivated one's love and pain

Much love n respect,
Anna

Fastened only by your ribs.
I scoop the mass of blood-pumping muscle and bring it to the light.
So icy yet fluid so warm.
I hold them close to my ears and listen with ecctasy.
Like an impressionist's work, it all made sense
As it conveyed no dub-dub-dub's or beating sounds of any sort.
Just tick-tock-tick's.
The symphony tells me that you are nobody's heart but mine once more.

BRILLIANT ENDING!!!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very interesting. I do feel this would probably make a better short story than poem ( At least without a restructuring), but I don't know if I would describe it as gruesome as the previous readers, just visual. When it is read both literally and metaphorically it is a curious look into weakness and role reversal. This has a very peculiar perspective as it explores control. Some how the sadist becomes the weaker of the two. Pretty well executed however I am not sure it is exactly my glass of kool-aid, but I can usually find something to grasp out of many different types of poetry.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I don't know if this is because i like erotica, but I feel this poem on two levels. Was it supposed to be read that way? Regardless, this is very beautifully unconventional. It's going in my favorites. Great job!

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

WOW!!! OH MY GOD, this is awesome! This is gruesome, it's scary, it's perfect, this is definitely a finalist. Again, I say, WOW

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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