28 April 2011

Porcupine


With hair that flips back
And such an empty giggle,
Men take you to their hearts
As if you’re harmless.
Then your hidden quills
Stab them from the inside.
Blood pools
In the space between his innards
And never even hits the ground.


My posting got behind. This is supposed to be for day 26. I'm so romantic!

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