The Attacker’s Boxed Heart

24 Jul

This is my satirical poem that I wrote in four minutes.  I wrote it because I’m under the impression that, at some point, I’m going to get stabbed because of some asshole-y thing I say.  This is about my hope that I’ll be stabbed from the front so I can stare at my attacker in the eye(s) and have them realize the error of their ways and fall madly in love with me.  Tragic Love…

The Attacker’s Boxed Heart

Our eyes met like
Symmetry
On a rather unfortunate occasion

It was my death
Ironically
That we encountered each other

Your hand in my
Bleeding stomach
And my in your eyes

For a moment
They met like wind
Under a glittering embrace

My body fell limp
In your heavy arms
Blood thumping realizing your mistake

We could have been
Lovers
We could have been
Champions
We Could have been
A Tag team

In your disappointment
You killed yourself
I laughed in death
“Sucker.”

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One Response to “The Attacker’s Boxed Heart”

  1. slpmartin July 25, 2010 at 7:03 AM #

    Gosh…I hope this fear doesn’t come true…nice twist at the end of the poem.

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