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Other fun things you can do with a chainsaw
by Timothy WilsonSo here I am the king of rodent years
Blood stain on my butcher’s apron, scouring the city for fun and games
Intimate encounters with the diseased and all the taboo you can sink your plastic fangs into
Startled, when I realized the hilltop disaster a little chapel with an oversized symbol
And there’s nothing more chilling than crucifixion
A child’s laughter and I’m in a full blown panic
I saw the tree I died under years ago
My father still stands there waiting
Running low on gasoline, so I better move it
But rather than bark
I hack up my past
My new memories will be better I’m assured
And the sun is setting soon better go back to the warmth of home
Better retreat to my happy place chainsaw in hand
03/14/2011 Posted on 03/14/2011
Copyright © 2025 Timothy Wilson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/15/11 at 04:20 PM Quite a mix of scary attributes this creature has, like every Scary Movie come together. "I saw the tree I died under years ago
My father still stands there waiting" - I like the reference point these lines give me. I love the hacking up the past bit, and me with three cats, I will wonder what they are really up to on my kitchen floor the next time. ;) |
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