Butterfly Knife

Butterfly Knife

 

 

Mannequin breathes

But does not see

When I cut its throat

It bleeds a soundless scream

If it ain’t this life

It would be another

Eaten by unborn

In endless hunger dreams

 

Butterfly knife

In the bedroom

Let it fly freely

From my fingers

Your hollowed eyes

Are caverns where daylight slumbers

Blinding the ancient thing that

In your darkness stirs

 

Thorns emerging

From my pores

Do not touch me

I’m no rose

I always know

Just where I am

For in the corner

Shadow grows

 

When she smiles

She wishes blood

To spill from her lips

I hear her breathing sadly

We get high

And dissect each other

On the couch

Butterfly knife dances madly

 

 

 

 

Tyler Dameron

Author's Note

Just a song about hanging out with friends...
Written on 5/8/11

Reviews

[Brook]

I'd really like to hear music put to this. I'm the kind of person who loves acoustic music, so I'd like to hear it acoustic with soft rain on the windows or something, but that might just be me. Regardless of the music genre, the flow of the words is just right, and it gives off a kind of eerie, longing sensation. I like it. Nice work.

[Arizona Sky]

Oh, nice.
Really enjoyed this. The sickening feeling it puts in your stomach, but the true reality. Especially since I've been talking to you, this means much more.

Very intense theme.
Ver nice imagry.

Really good write.