A Shot in the Dark and a Bloody Knife to see it Through With

A Shot in the Dark and a Bloody Knife to see it Through With

A Poem by Beatrice Mars

913.4471.RUS Caves of Lascoux
913.401.BAH Images of the
ice age new age of me.

AND BLAH 

I I I / YOU/ YOU
YOU,
It's so clinical it's true,
but really, 

_________
             _______
                       _____


there's just grey
under my bloodshot eyes 
(cause I don't sleep)
and an ache in 
my stomach 
(cause i got no food in)
a pain in my head 
(cause i drank too much)

And a life building

Itself around me

that I don't know that I want


(But
Still 
It's 
all
I
I
I
But I miss you.)

I'm so glad 
You're still here, 
And I hate that I'm 
here (still awake, still 
hungry, still listening to 
the coughing through the
wall and the sex up above and 
the music down below, the buzz-

Still drinking 
the
but
party's

Over.

Too scared to go to bed,
'Cause I wont sleep, 
and in the morning I have things to do
And this isn't poetic anymore. 

_______________


Draw a line under this.
_____________________

The straightest one 
you can from a to b

then imagine 
Screwing it all up 
So it's more like

_(<)>|?|>|?|_++_++==)_)_^^^^^

Then remember that's me not you, 
And you're 
OKAY. 

It's _____ tonight,
Come celebrate?    

Nononono,
This is a lot of things, but it's not that, 
never that. 

(What, something poetic? -
NO! Don't start doing
That again!
What? braking th-
No! Stop 
it)

Tear drop petals
And frozen sunrise thorns, 
Coffee 
Sweats and
Fish 
Bone
Gags,
Sickly sweet froth and 
Bitter sweet
Blackness.

_______________


Should we talk about 
This though? The elephant 
in the room, the pub, the car,
the kitchen, the club you 
picked her up in.

Perhaps not, I think a shot in the dark and a bloody knife to see it through with are a much better option. 






I don't know what you expected, but I bet it wasn't this.




© 2012 Beatrice Mars



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Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

United Kingdom



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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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