a city boy's guide to the south

Welcome, friend, to the ramblings of a southerner by choice.

Sunday, August 21, 2005


the handles' fake plastic, yet
comely in dragons, the rib's sporting
crossbars to parry the blow
it glitters; it shines:
the neck, burnished, furrowed
it flits in your hand, this cold steel.

slip hickey from pocket,
silk-screened obeisance
infanticide fantasy, wield
closed to my side
one push on my hilt,
deft cracker, slit
know i deal death:
my erection

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