guts for garters

A Poem by Wraith.

Like a butcher hacking at meat

marking out a decline

measurement of self

how severed the mind

obsessed with the scale

the length of the wire

how long did it take

and where I am now

© 2015 Wraith.

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Added on February 9, 2015
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Wraith.

warwickshire, United Kingdom

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