Lick My Razorblade Poem by Micah Krahn

Cut me up into little pieces, lick my razor blade. bleed the horizon from my veins.



As i walk in the shadows, and in the darkness of my soul, begins to tear away the flesh from my bones



blood, ever so crimson, its pure red taste, drowns my universe as I slip away.



This is no suicide, but it is a suicide, not of whom but of what.



no not even the blood of my blood whimpers its creeping theory to the death of my soul



Bloodless harmonic demons chime within; drenched in my blood, as they cling to my broken body as if shattered from an unknown sharp universe.



Lick my razor blade, your curdling blood screams for release from your bodily soul.

Two souls converge as one.



You and I, bleeding away together.. This is no mere Romeo and Juliet..Purified in a darkly bloodless chime.



Two souls united together, bound by legend, intertwined by blood lust and in fused by love.

Mesmerized, I have seduced you my little puppet. you cannot run away, your legs fall from under you. Alike the puppet strings they are, I am your puppet master. your strings have been severed by the blade in your fingers, as you awake from this bloodlustly daze, you realize that I am your soul of conscience and you are your body.



Nothing left, but to fade away into the darkness.. We are.. Our souls unite as we become the pollution which begins to escape from our bloodstream. You seduced your tongue to lick my razor blade.