Incision Poems - Poems about Incision

...The sharp knife of simplicity cut a transverse incision through my scalp. The hands of hope gutted out my psyche, deconstructed my mind, and organized it into a coherent tumor that fills the ga......Read the rest...

...We are but transient breezes, subtle specters, On this ancient soil, so dense, so tangible, Yet fleeting seagulls of smoke in nature's hands, A curtain's sway when the final act concludes, Depart......Read the rest...

... After a night of heavy snow, a deep silence presses down in woods not unlike the weight of stones, as though all sound had been squeezed out. The snow’s intense glare smarts, the eyes......Read the rest...

... Among a group of dull-brown mallard hens, a black duck rests on the raised rim of the park’s reflecting pool. His shape, sleek and smooth, stands out – a silhouette, sharply cut into the glar......Read the rest...

...With the precision of a tart lemon, in the mouth, the incision of truth resided just between north and south with the suns light trimmed, dimmed and gone. Hence, the darkness wrapped us in th......Read the rest...

...i can never be myself skin stretching around fat around tissue around blood around bones pushing through, spreading out, im aching but never breaking through i never wanted any attention never......Read the rest...

...below hair line where crowns fit an ethereal grid of light is lit enabled by gentle magnetic incision holds promise of spherical vision new nodes appear, unlabelled in timeless time, we’re en......Read the rest...

...The Doctor asks me how I feel and I reply “Better than ever, better than ever!” My brain says, “Insanity has lost its appeal And I don’t want to be CRAZY forever.” Moonlight peeking through th......Read the rest...

...In this picture perfect moment your hands stencil around the gaping wound while your fingers glue together the scattered shards entwining my glassy conviction You swim against the ebbing f......Read the rest...

...A transgender person from Lees, Undergoing the "change" by degrees, Faced the final decision, Ere the final incision, Should she sit or stand up when she pees? July 30, 2023 Entered in A Ba......Read the rest...

...My Stockholm syndrome crosshatch strokes across my rickety easel lavish lavender blends of oil and spice dye this powerless infant catapulted into a cradle – the dead center of a clandestine ci......Read the rest...

...In shadows deep, where anguish thrives, A poem dances, with cutting knives. Its verses etched in wounds so raw, Unveiling pain, our deepest flaw. Oh, melancholy, cruel and vast, Embrace my wor......Read the rest...

...Rustling like the faded foliage of a floundering yew I sweetly slide off of my bristling branches onto broken bedrock littered with dead cut flowers pale and powerless recounting yesteryear......Read the rest...

...He wants to start Victory’s band, Stops on seeing discouraging hand: The band’s for a purpose, not fun; At them is still pointed a gun… Somebody is smoking his brand; To ask for the half-smoke......Read the rest...

...Then there is the night with its backstreets of characters, masked, intractable, unwilling to leave the comfort of their lifelong haunts. They call out then turn away in fear of being known. ......Read the rest...