Knife Poem by Tess Green

Knife

Rating: 4.5


A tear forms;
and silently-
it rolls down
her cheek.

Her body
quivers as
she watches
her man
walk away.

S.l.o.w.l.y
She falls.
Knees.
Hands.
Her lovely
face,
meets the
cement.

A knife,
plunged deep
into her
back. As
she kissed
him goodnight.

She lies
in her
own
blood.

He turns back,
and smiles.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
LOVEFOOL Aka 18 January 2009

Powerful and disturbing Good write Thanks

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Tess Green

Tess Green

Everett, Washington
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