scissors rip wrists until
blood pulses red streams
that pool in linoleum shallows
silver flashes in a falling hand
outside my window
The first stanza is a poem created while I watched Law & Order on American TV. This is a show that airs during top family viewing hours. I am not sure of the title and am willing to entertain suggestions.
My intent with the piece was to make every word count. So it’s sparse.
Thank you to the Poet’s United Poetry Pantry for providing a space to share this poem.