Slashed Knife Poem by Micron

A lightening flash from the glistening the silver metal blade
Dragging across white pale skin its path was made
The blade progressed leaving its mark from the tip
A clean cut flesh parting like blood drained lips
Either side flesh raised slightly reddened like mountains on high
Then dark red droplets appear in the valley, life’s supply
Swelling and glistening Ruby jewels are growing there
Now they form a red trickling river of blood at which I sit and stare