Kiss It Better

A poem by my Sara Baker...

 

 

Slit my wrists and you'll find my love

There it bleeds like 1,000 year old scars

WAITING

for your kiss to make the boo boos  go away

Do you have that power?

Do you have that holy grace?

Does it really go away when you press your lips

To the blood that flows like rivers

And wounds like rivers

So deep and full of all that came before you

Like shadows they laugh at me

And how LOUDLY I hear them

Singing a sweet song for you to kiss away

Make it all better

Make it ALL GO THE F**K AWAY!!!

WHY WON'T IT SHUT THE F**K UP?

I'm so SICK

of floorboards

of time that I've ran out of anyway

I can't sew anymore

It just rips away from the flesh

Letting me bleed more

I remember those old floors

The ones in the house I came from

I remember words screamed at me there

and I've decided that maybe they're true

I've committed my crime and my deep blood soaked SIN

And I can just smell the madness setting in.

I'm blessed they say.

They call it creativity

But I would do anything for the silence that cuts skin

There's so much rage in this form

That I gave it another name

Hoping it would go away

Closing my eyes and praying

That it would forget where it came from and just GO AWAY.

But she's there...

Tongue-less and smiling

She knows me with her hollow eyes

She knows me with her broken nose

I embrace her always.

I have no choice.

 

Author's Note

I said I was obessed with floorboards...Sara Baker is the one under the floorboards....

Reviews

[Kelley Pascoe]

Very dark!!! And kind of twisted in a funny kind of way.
I bet you tell the best stories? Kind of like Dean Koontz's .
Great write!!!
Kelley Frost