As I stroke you, I feel the darkness again—
wanting to use you to rain down her pain.
You cut into me with an intensity like no other.
Every time I touch you, I’m jello. I quiver.
In the dark, I hold you; a smile creases my face.
Joy pours out of me; all sadness erased.
Tomorrow, I whisper, as you shine in the gloom.
Tomorrow, you and I will be one with the moon.
You’ll meet her, and she’ll turn all red.
I laugh – sliding my knife under the bed.
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SlasherMonster Magazine 
Never bring a knife to a bed fight!
Your creativity terrifies and mystifies.
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Hmm. Was the poem too convoluted, or were you able to catch that it was his knife he was stroking in bed?
Thanks Fly! I aim to terrify, and I do enjoy to mystify 😀
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Well…I hope he didn’t cut himself.
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The guy’s sick in the head, but he’s pretty slick with a knife. No cuts; he’s reserving those for someone else tomorrow. 🔪
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Knives in bed? sounds dangerous…
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Oh, come now, it’s just a little prick! (That’s what she said). 🙂
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You really know how to cut a guy’s ego. Or eggo. As in leggo my eggo.
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Ha! I wasn’t referring to you. Now who’s being silly? If I grab your eggo, I’d never letgo. xo
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😳
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Your imagination has a viciously sharp edge to it, ..scary ..
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If you thought that was scary, you should see what I keep in my purse!
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Mind boggles, but I’ll take a stab in the dark !! Probably, a sharpened hairpin, poison Ivy, a cut-throat razor, a derringer, and most likely a small Tomahawk !!
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Did SMM, receive my poem for September “A Tattooed Blond”, and hopefully my payment for the Halloween one, “Burning The Fears”
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OOOOOOH, I love that title, “A Tattooed Blond!” I haven’t checked the messages, yet, but I will soon. xo
Yes, SMM received your payment for the contest. I sent you an email, Ivor, a couple of days ago. Thanks again!
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Oh, my gosh! How’d you guess?! I keep all of that in my purse. Whoa…. that’s amazing.
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Ah simple, all girls I know, the purses are the same !!
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Uh, oh, don’t make any of your girls mad!
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I love the way your mind works.
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Well, darling, it’s really more play than work. Thank you!
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That’s quite a cutting pillow talk.
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You should see the pillow! 🔪🛏😱
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In rib-bons, I’m sure 🎀🎀🎀🍖🍖🍖
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Lol. Exactly! Your wit has always been razor sharp, K.
Hey, I’m planning on some Halloween poetry collaboration soon. I want to ask a few ladies to join in. You interested?
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Ya betcha. Btw, I will be unavailable from Sept. 28 thru Oct. 9. I hope that won’t cramp your stylus!
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Busy girl. It’s fine. You won’t miss a thing. I’ll email you details in a week or so. Where will you be off to this time?
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Since we are out in the open, I will say I’ll be unavailable in spirit. I will email info.
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And from a knife’s edge
the darkness does flow.
A wicked poem Rose. I love it. 💀
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Ah, Alan, you say the sweetest things! Boo, baby. 😍👻
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How lovely 🙂 love the way this guy is thinking 😛
Knife, shine, slit,
Blood, drops, gasp.
Maniac’s heart beats,
I’m sorry, but I must…
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Ha! We must collaborate some day soon, Kristi!! Nice and twisted. 💋🔪
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