the initial slice

the first thing you feel
is a breeze
it’s like curtains giving way before a window
how the skin separates
and then
there’s a chill
underneath the pools of sweat
rivulets
feel like
ready made snowflakes
your blood pressure
makes like the kicksnare on a screamin’ jay hawkins LP
and what makes it all the more frantic
all the more crazy
is that you don’t notice
you’ve been cut
until you see
crimson crystals
spilling out to tell the world
you’re another part of its pain.

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