Blood

Blood

A Poem by La Belle Dame Sans Merci

To think that I chase you like a dog after it's tail,
makes me dizzy just to remember
how bright and shiny you once seemed to me,
the black crow pecking at your glittering exterior
and oh, how I held onto you
despite your wicked edge gauging my skin.
On the white bedsheets, the crimson dots
were beautiful beyond words until they turned a rusty brown
and then I said "enough,"
wrapped a tourniquet around my heart,
it could no longer beat rapidly around you.
I allowed my sluuggish blood to pool
and was glad that it had cooled.

© 2011 La Belle Dame Sans Merci



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Cool poem. All of us have/had those people/things that we once chased after and clung too, knowing they were no good for us but still unable to let go. It's very relatable.

Posted 5 Years Ago


I love the graphic telling, phrasing, wording, and most of all the nice rip to the chest the reader gets while reading this. In many ways this reminds me of something from Danzig,


Nice work

Posted 5 Years Ago


I followed the intensity of the experience, best of yours I have read thus far.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Edgy and alive, descriptive and tense. A very good poem.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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