Scalpels Poems - Poems about Scalpels

...They with masks and scalpels rewatch the seconds I was given without consent. My breath hitches as warnings stillborn in my throat. At this moment, I am but a body opened for overdu......

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...You, my life and my girl In these together If we have to burn In the embers they fan We're dying together I abort her never She has to deliver And the world of her dad Rule over for......

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...A ticket pinned to the thigh reserves it, the whole cadaver is parceled off - of course. Legs are a late harvest, these often-indigent parts carry a visual poverty long after the body is plucked. ......

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...Lately, I've cut away hectares of tumors that engulfed confidence, happiness self-worth and wellbeing. With surgery a bit of the good stuff was sacrificed: A few shallow laughs, some adventure an......

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...Birthday Wishes: Horatian Ode Sweet sixteen with no happy birthday cake. Oh, Mother, you're missed but I am bitter. How many hundreds did your calloused hands make? So steady, so sure, why do t......

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...I try not to think about it, my friend. It's so horrible, and yet, I'm on beer ten, and I won't see you again - So, I'll tell you a secret. No, it's not what happened in Vietnam. I still see......

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...They tell me to put one foot in front of the other But why should I do that when I don’t know where I’m going? Maybe they want me to wander forever Alone, starving, a hollow-eyed husk of a girl ......

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...Heaven's grace By Michelle Morris 04/11/2022 Count back from 10 Leave your body behind Get the surgery done Out of sight, out of mind If only we could heal Our problems the same way Cut......

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...Those primeval skies, no man ever knew Ignited, as one massive boulder burst through Hollow inside, creatures not unlike mice Strapped themselves in as they plunged into ice Instantly boiled then......

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...A red sunset kindles icicle’s into bright dripping scalpels. Light decamps and flares, impressions drift. Shadows mime shadows. The flicker of melting flames. A hanging man; his silhouette......

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...Those primeval skies, no man ever knew Ignited, as one massive boulder burst through Hollow inside, creatures not unlike mice Strapped themselves in as they plunged into ice Instantly boiled then......

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...moribund she wondered what the postmortem would leave other than a dead body and wounds made by the many scalpels of life operations gone wrong and stitch-ups with sutures festering at......

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...We write so much... So many cutting words, so many surgical verses, So much poetry of carnage! Writings that look equal to scalpels...they ......

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...Consequence by Michael R. Burch They are fresh-faced, not innocent, but perhaps not yet jaded, oblivious to time and death, of each counted breath in the pendulum’s sway falling unheeded. ......

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...Nucleotidings by Michael R. Burch “We will walk taller!” said Gupta, sorta abrupta, hand-in-hand with his mom, eyeing the A-bomb. “Who needs a mahatma in the aftermath of NAFTA? Now, that......

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