Chainsaw
I never planned on letting you back into my life
but last night
after I drank enough black label
to float my scars
and let my eyes swim
back into delusion
you kicked in the door to my apartment
with your new boyfriend
that tweaker you shacked up with
when I left you
I don't know what you two were looking for
but you found me with my roommate
playing Russian roulette with a saw
with a diamond tipped chain
and just enough gas to crank
He was about to put it to my neck
and pull the chord when the door
flew off the hinges
I heard you scream
and I smiled
Thankful that I could
scare someone else
as much as I scare
myself
-James Kelley 2015, All rights reserved.
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