words for my assassin

coup de grâce

it only takes one motion of a blade across my neck 

so quick the steel 

from this cold flows red hot 

my body retracts inward, a dying flower, a drained petal

no thoughts can be heard from my mind

silence fills my eyes

pale and limp 

stiff and sour

rotting within hours

lips gray 

what took seconds lasts forever

without breath and blood this body cannot move

without love and kindness this soul cannot wake

one slice is all it takes

Reviews

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I think it's brilliant no matter which way I interpret it. Sometimes the final blow is a big and dramatic finish. Sometimes it's just a well timed and strategically placed cut or stab. A cut flower will never bloom again.

[matrixmark]

I have just 1 word - Brilliant.

Mark.