Laceration
Posted in 1990 - 2000 Poetry on March 6th, 1998 by Nick Razerin deep the cutting glass,
rigid it pulls skin from flesh,
torn bleeding, eyes weeping,
a scream escapes. its just a
laceration.
in deep the cutting glass,
rigid it pulls skin from flesh,
torn bleeding, eyes weeping,
a scream escapes. its just a
laceration.