mutilation therapy

mutilation therapy

 

tore myself open with a jagged tin thought;

splayed wide like a red-curtained stage.

 

you rearranged the rusty thumbtacks and ice cubes

inside of me

to form shadow puppets that dance hard like us.

 

cold logical sutures closed the production too early.

opening day reviews were tearful and awkward.

 

let’s try it again;

this time,

without trying.

Reviews

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

I like the sharpness of the images and how they seem softened by something, hindsight perhaps. That opening line is just brilliant, harsh, vivid, one to pierce your mind and embed itself.

[What happened to simple..]

There's something different about your writing here; softer, impartial?

[Kenneth The Poet]

An excellent thought experiment on what certain cultures do when they are in mourning.

[Ed Hart]

hey, this damn thing didn't give me my change

[Robin]

that last stanza is worth an ovation , self-worth on stage - Ok one more time , let's take it from the top