Blood Message

Blood Message

A Poem by gram linski

Slash
marked man

Slash/Slash
the rapists smile

Slash
owned

Slash
dehumanized
disfigured
humiliated
for Life

Slash
branded 
you are my w***e

Slash
randomness
don't even know
your f*****g name

Slash
ripping/slicing/cutting
22mtrs of
living organic thing

Slash
never f*****g liked you

Slash
go on, I f*****g dare you

                   SLASH/
                                  SLASH/

sniffing heroin off
Stanley blades

Slash
randomness
               and wrong looked wrong
                                                blamed

                 SLASH/
                                        SLASH/

                              sniff sniff

     the chib maker's blues
sends a blood message
                                  to you

                      Slash

uncaring and unconcerned

                              SLASH/
                                       /SLASH

© 2020 gram linski


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The barbarity of youthful bravado leaving marks for the future. It’s a very graphic walk through (what I imagine as) a kind of inner-city violence. Though could be anywhere where the young are left to themselves. Young men slashing a way through life taking control in whatever ways they can.

I have a tendency to see the ways people lash out and become something volatile in a sympathetic light. I mean, we all need sympathy at times, so not saying that’s bad, just never can see things without the complexity of history (personal or collective) dusting them. Senseless violence is, of course, not the most effective way of climbing out of the dark hole of experience. But, I think that ever-elusive construct we call society has to bear some of the burden for the ways it imposes itself on humanity.

What always interests me is the fact that there is obviously something about violence that draws us in. So many popular programs on television are parades of violence and carnage and we just keep coming back. Speaks to some dormant thing in us perhaps. Our old-wild nature that has learned to temper the anger a little better.

I don’t know. Feel I’m rambling. Trying to quiet that cold, angled slicing of the Stanley blade reverberating through my head. It’s a visceral portrait of a certain kind of life or mindset, Gram. Well-painted to lead the reader down the dark path of the chib maker’s blues.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

gram linski

4 Years Ago

thanks, Eilis, aye we seem to have an undying thirst for violence, most of us have probably thought.. read more



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A reminder not to walk in inner city areas at night. The surge in knife crime is horrifying. The violence by young people on young people, usually drug related is of huge concern. Ripping, slashing, slicing, cutting. Just writing those words send shivers down my spine. The victims become younger and younger, school kids fgs. You have summed up every mother's fear, letting their teenagers out at night. Death and disfigurement.

Chris

Posted 4 Years Ago


gram linski

4 Years Ago

aye terror of our time, on the bright side we don't have guns, think of how savage the next generati.. read more
The barbarity of youthful bravado leaving marks for the future. It’s a very graphic walk through (what I imagine as) a kind of inner-city violence. Though could be anywhere where the young are left to themselves. Young men slashing a way through life taking control in whatever ways they can.

I have a tendency to see the ways people lash out and become something volatile in a sympathetic light. I mean, we all need sympathy at times, so not saying that’s bad, just never can see things without the complexity of history (personal or collective) dusting them. Senseless violence is, of course, not the most effective way of climbing out of the dark hole of experience. But, I think that ever-elusive construct we call society has to bear some of the burden for the ways it imposes itself on humanity.

What always interests me is the fact that there is obviously something about violence that draws us in. So many popular programs on television are parades of violence and carnage and we just keep coming back. Speaks to some dormant thing in us perhaps. Our old-wild nature that has learned to temper the anger a little better.

I don’t know. Feel I’m rambling. Trying to quiet that cold, angled slicing of the Stanley blade reverberating through my head. It’s a visceral portrait of a certain kind of life or mindset, Gram. Well-painted to lead the reader down the dark path of the chib maker’s blues.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

gram linski

4 Years Ago

thanks, Eilis, aye we seem to have an undying thirst for violence, most of us have probably thought.. read more
Gram, you've certainly captured the graphic violence of such knife attacks. It's like a scene in a horror movie. It seems we have a increasing violence problem on the planet (less about guns, knives and bombs). I think it's a bad cocktail of desensitization (to violence and death) through social media and stirred up hated by the most vile fanatics. Regardless, what you've conveyed in this poem stirs a deep fear as we think about walking the streets.

Posted 4 Years Ago


gram linski

4 Years Ago

thanks man, always appreciate your reviews,, it is a sad sorry tale descending into madness, with no.. read more
Jack the Ripper could have written this one. Or maybe the guy who killed the Black Dahlia. Very graphic, especially the SLASH sound effects. This is your mind on drugs.

Posted 4 Years Ago


gram linski

4 Years Ago

thanks for reading, John, this is not my mind on drugs this is the ugly truth of knife culture, whic.. read more
John the Baptist

4 Years Ago

Interesting that the UK has a knife problem. Has the govt. tried to regulate them?
gram linski

4 Years Ago

haha, the knife amnesty means f**k all, you get rid of dirty blades and keep the rest for best,

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