Sunday, April 12, 2009

Confessions of a knife

How deep goes the blade –
As it slides into the heart of vulnerability,
its edge twisting slowly that the wound will never heal
until severed are all the ties that did bind.
What then is my remorse, except that I have destroyed
- The very thing I still love.

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2009


thoughts said...

dear charlz,
thanks from heart for being so sweet. you, penelope, or b are fantastic writers, i simply write what comes in my mind in a very simple day to day english, but the writing of you three and selbon are too superb.
whenever any of you compliments me i feel flattered.
please dont stop writing, they are too good.
with warmest wishes,

Selbon said...

Painful and intense love.............

Short but strong and passionate....