Declaration

I fashioned a dagger from
The hands of my debauchery
And stuck myself with it.
Blood flowing free
I could not see.
Affairs in my inner being,
I was guilty.

So now if you rip open
My flesh and break
My ribs apart, see.
See the scars
That are upon my heart.

And when you’re through
Piece me back together
And riddle me this.
Are you finished stabbing
Yourself to death, too?

Originally written
30 October 2003

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