the cusp

the cusp

A Poem by delapruch
"

na.

"

stuck

down

tied

up

wrapped

too

tight

blindfolded

screaming

shouting

gagged

sweating

profusely

fists

clenched

teeth

gnashed

minutes

passing

seconds

splitting

eyes

bulging

memories

drilling

pounding

slamming

heart

palpitating

legs

twitching

arms

stretched

out

smells

swirling

blood

brewing

moon

full

night

enveloping

wretched

entering

gripping

thighs

tearing

down

back

deep

bleeding

scarring

nails

digging

bruises

surfacing

mind

hoping

heart

giving

up

body

exhausting

smashing

thrusting

punching

pinching

growling

pulling

consciousness

fading

sounds

disappearing

losing

feeling

toes

fingers

head

falling

neck

giving

out

the

end.

© 2012 delapruch


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Added on February 26, 2012
Last Updated on February 26, 2012

Author

delapruch
delapruch

nothingville, NY



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Bio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..