Ethyl Alcohol Poems | Examples

comparison is carnage by another name

comparison is a pickpocket plucking joy from my handbag
I have been compared to countless things and things
that cannot be counted, or counted on

mostly fair assessments of character
only a handful of assassinations

I have been an assassin.
accused of killing 
	minutes carelessly turning earth, looking
for words to say the unnumbered and the unnamed

it is ineffable and I effing hate it like a hangnail
I cannot quit picking at the quick
then dousing it in ethyl alcohol, or the other kind

sometimes when I'm bleeding out from the ripped skin
I watch it dribble down my guilty fingers into the sink 
with dried bits of fluoride still clinging 
hard drips that won't rinse

there is never enough blood to fill the basin 
never enough origin in your story to cover the drips

so I settle my savagery and rinse my hands of it
letting myself enliven at the sight of my innocent, open palms
instead of crying over a little gore, creating more horror