Blood Letting Poem by Francie Lynch

Blood Letting



Mindless
Wandering
Drivel.
Watching a fly
Buzz against
The pane;
Dustwebs fluttering,
Outside sputtering,
Scribbling on a page.
I want to engage
The rage;
Drip red,
Smear words,
Write a dirge.

Mindless
Wandering
Drivel.

I hold the pen
In my hand
Like a knife,
Ready
For a good
Blood-letting.

Thursday, February 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,blood,boredom,confused,confusion,cutting,dirge,healing,lost,love
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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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