I taste blood

Something I wrote the other day. I'm not very good at describing my poems, but I suppose it's mostly about resentment. My friend said she liked it...

Let teeth sink

Into the flesh of rainy days

As melancholy plays

Out a tune on severed heart strings

 

Let fangs rip

At the throat

Of another

Plastic reality

 

I taste blood

 

Everything you say

Makes me bite my tongue

 

Your happiness

Leaves me numb

 

Your misery

Makes me grin

Bare my teeth

 

I taste blood

 

Your misery

Illuminates my own

Melancholy

 

You can do nothing right

My standards are just too high

 

Everything you do

Makes me bite my tongue

I taste blood

Reviews

[Cordelia Kaye]

This is really good! The symbolism of the blood is great, and it really gets down to the nitty-gritty instead of concentrating on filler, which this sort of poem with this sort of theme doesn't need. Well done!

[M.E. Bergquist]

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it.