a scalpel from
wrist to elbow-
you will not be
living under my
I love this. They never said being good was easy, eh?
Oh there are so many ways this could be interpreted.
It's always hard to cut out that one thing that's the worst part of ourselves. But should we even try?
I love this.
I like how "physicial" this is. A vivisection of a feeling... Or rather mixed feelings shared so quickly, so briefly but so intensively... Thanks for sharing, once again.
wow, this is amazing
I love it.Simplicity.....that is what i like most in your work.
i'm so glad you like my writing
Stunning and powerful piece. Thank You
It's just great. As if you'de be writing down my thoughts...
sounds like a suicide note to me. pretty none the less.
This is so vivid and potent!
An abstract poem for the masses. I think that the length of the scalpel's run really drives in the size of whatever is being cut out. Basically saying that no matter what we are inflicted with or are struggling with, we an cut it out and move on. You can end it even if we're talking about lying to stealing to being insensitive and I would even go as far as to say addiction.
This is a beautiful piece of work, my friend. Thank you.
your comment is once again spot on
thank you so much!
thank you so much!
What lies beneath your skin can be whatever or whoever you want to become. Only you can choose who you want to be, and never let anyone tell you otherwise.
That said, this is a really powerful piece!
stunning: this one gives me a tingling sensation under my own skin
Even though it's short I get so many different images in my mind! And I think that's what makes this so good.
Terribly depressing, excellently put.
oh stop it with your beautiful words.
You write with such dynamism and potency. This is great writing. Thankyou for sharing.
oh,my stomach dropped,this is beautiful