Vicious

Welcome, sit, rest, share –

What troubles your soul?

And as you speak

I will dismantle you word by word

Strip, demolish and destroy.

Cutting through you carapace

Driving the knife through the plates that divide,

Skewering your thoughts.

Twisting the blade leaving a jagged, fractured pain.

Do not be fooled by this touch,

It is no caress.

I want a rainbow bruise,

Blistering,

Bursting,

Blooming red.

I want you chalk white, husked and harvested.

Come sit, share your soul

You are welcome.