Posted by Jai Narayan on September 14, 2004, at 22:04:21
In reply to poem ... Bracelets of Torn Thoughts, posted by Atticus on September 14, 2004, at 21:04:04
My god.....god...god.
Is this what's going on dear one?
You have such a fresh way of describing you passage through these hellish changes.
I was getting worried about you.....I too have been to a slaughter house.
Years ago I saw: twitching flesh, a cart full of eyes, green slime pouring forth from the cows mouths.
The men had sharp knifes that carved the flesh off the bones so fast that the cows were consciously dead.A man in an plastic apron pressed a newly carved piece of cow cheek into my hand. There had to be more to life that this electrically charged flesh. I was transformed. I instantly remembered my sexual perpetrator forcing his twitching flesh into the same hand.
To each their own hell.Atticus glad you are posting.
poster:Jai Narayan
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