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Black

I am beyond harm
your effort ...amuses me
hands at my throat
breath stopped .... calm
you ram your 'man-hood'
desperately home
I feel the clash;
bone on bone
my hand on my blade
I ease into your belly
all the way home
like slicing through jelly
I watch you flounder
like a fish on a line
the eyes switch off
the jaw slack
shrug you off
wipe the blade
Curious that your blood
is black
 
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