With sheers and cutters, take me off.
Cut me short, slice me thin.
That lick of need
That fuels.
Pull me into strands of vine.
Curled and twisted, rough and thin
Cold and wet. Burn me straight.
Combine me, mold me,
Fix me.
Grasp and then,
Pull me taunt, all of me.
Taunt and thick.
All together, stretch me.
Oh, expand me,
Long and narrow.
Read those words
Strung together
Scalding me like boiling butter
And twisting me like fishing wire
Around my golden stem
Humming, quiet humming
Through my middle
That rhythmic beating.
As I harden, ever framed
In whole-bodied stillness.
And clenched so tightly
With your fingers
Pumping adrenalin through my core.
I’m your expansion, outlet, wand,
Anger, joy, and cast.
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Okay I had the subject in mind and then tried to put it in poem form. As far as punctuation goes I didn't know what to do really. Lol, I do sort of like it but I think it needs a lot of work. Tear apart as needed!
