Gaze
The victims lined up
all of my internal organs
the shard of her
plunged into each
leaving scores
slowly dying
when cold entered
my heart I
grasped the blade
and withdrew
along with it
and when her gaze
tickled the wound
she didn't find me there
Copyright © Jeffrey Rosenspan | Year Posted 2016
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