Serrated Smile

Photograph by FlyTrapMan


She felt the knife pierce her chest.      

The agony of her ripping flesh

tore an anguished scream

from inside

Why? She shrieked. Why?

The knife said nothing –

merely stared at her

with a serrated smile.

If it could talk, it would convey,

Don’t blame me for this heinous deed.

Ask the hand that made you bleed.


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