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Slayed

by Cspr


Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for violence and mature content.

(TW: Self-harm and suicide, because I'm totally being That Poet today.)



Crest me wide open,
drag your knife from tender, supple throat
to pelvis.
 
Flay me, take my hide off
like a sheep’s wool,
razor buzzing.
 
Submerge my head in water,
hair tangling into dark knots,
and make me choke and spew my tales
like vomit.
 
Tie me to a pole,
my feet at bundles of wood,
and set me afire.
 
Would you?
Could you?
Will you?
If I were to just be honest?
 
With great fervor you deny this.
Murder and torture? Morally repugnant!
But you haven’t even noticed people already have
done those acts you abhor.
 
They do it so much more subtly,
but they kill us,
like we are poison ivy or ragweed
popping up in an otherwise safe lawn.
 
You’ve probably done it.
 
Look at us! Look at us!
Why can’t you look at us, like you look at other people,
your people?
 
Why do our bodies hurt you? 
Our hair, our skin, our genitalia? 
Why can’t you look at who we are?
Why do you hate our bodies?
 
Why do you hate what we do with our bodies,
what we have to do with them,
what we must do with them,
what we feel we need to do with them?
They’re ours.
 
Why do you hate our lives?
When a woman dons a headdress,
when a man puts on a dress,
when two women hold hands,
when a wheelchair passes,
when someone talks of their gods,
when someone tells you they don’t have gods.
Why can’t you stomach anything not yours?
 
Worse, worse, you go deeper into the abyss,
and whisper, whisper, whisper--
the tail shake of a viper.
Don’t worry, I don’t worry.
Don’t care, I don’t care.
Smile, grow up, stop whining.
I was joking! Just joking, just joking, just joking.
Why do you take everything so seriously?
 
Your actions and words? 
They lead to us torturing and murdering
ourselves.


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Wed May 08, 2013 6:06 pm
Dakushau wrote a review...



Hello, Cspr.
I thought this was interesting. It's definitely not my normal style, but I thought you did a good job. I like the words you used and can picture the things you described in my mind. And although it's not what I normally read, I really enjoyed it.

Keep writing!
~Dakushau




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This..... is so depressingly true(well, if it's about being racist and the likes). So, first off, liked the word choice. It was very unique to use words such as,"repugnant". There was one word that I question was a word. Is "fervor" a word? anyway, I like the beginning cause it kind of dragged me toward the dark and evil depths of my mind (and made me shiver). I could imagine someone getting their skin cleaning taken off, though i can't imagine the insides, i can imagine the action *shivers*. so anyways, good job, and keep up the creepy stories/poem/whatever else!




Cspr says...


Thank you, dearie. :) Glad to know you liked it! And, yes, fervor is a word--it means intense or intense heat, depending. The only word I used a bit incorrectly was crest. But, yes, it is about your standard xenophobia and what it does to people.




The idea that a poem was a made thing stayed with me, and I decided then that I wanted to be an artist, not just a diarist. So I put myself through a kind of apprenticeship in writing poetry, and I understood even then that my practice as a poet was deeply related to my reading.
— Edward Hirsch