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A Knife In The Dark
Blade
Once a shiny blade
On the rusted edge
My life hangs
My back against the wall
A wall of stainless steel
Here is my fungal flesh
Make a meal
Blade
Take me away
To the light
Before the tunnel
Blade
Not the sharpest tool
In the shed
Once a shiny blade
On the rusted edge
My life hangs
My back against the wall
A wall of stainless steel
Here is my fungal flesh
Make a meal
Blade
Take me away
To the light
Before the tunnel
Blade
Not the sharpest tool
In the shed
Published 11th Nov 2012
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11th Nov 2012 2:40pm
dark... but funny, twisted tongue in cheek & chilli peppered with authentic details.
I liked "fungal flesh" and the fermented images it brought to mind.
Glad I found you.
I liked "fungal flesh" and the fermented images it brought to mind.
Glad I found you.
