wounds

break the skin open
cut out all the stitches
bleed it out
along the scars
i forgot were even there.
do it like a blindside
take me by surprise
don't make a sound
just tear it out
don't put it back with care.
rip me a new one
and another for good measure.
it's all the same,
build pain on pain
a blood-red, fleshy treasure.
make bold incisions
let it all pour out,
the old the new
the shallow and deep
and all by your decision.

D.B.
11/11/2012, 4/4/2013

Throwback #9: those eyes

i loathe the eyes of a merciless soul
they drip with the hatred which from Satan you stole
those eyes
they laugh
at those lost to damnation.
those eyes
they burn
with the fire of Satan.
those eyes
they pierce
like a demons flamed arrow and
those eyes
mark you
like the devil's dark demons.

-DB
3/26-27/2009, 3/27/2013