Filth of My Skin, Tip of a Spear

I live on an edge of a knife

I smoke cigarettes too

while drinking whiskey

I am severely balanced

concentrated

always effective

a killer of sorts

against imaginary strife

against foe and freind alike

against me

against you

all of us

on the edge of some knife

some tip of some spear

balancing dangerously

smoking cigarettes

running marathons

climbing mountains

doing my best impersonation

of a cruise ship

to the peaks

closer to the stars

for the surface dwelling

microbes

voyeurs

and p***y footed a******s

come with me;

and become what pictures were invented for

　

Reviews

[sheandherself]

Hah, I live like this too and I really like it. Nicely written!

[Davidgeo]

Do you really?