Dagger Lad

A knife's in my head
twisting inside like a blender.
the next minute, my brain's
being
sawed
in half.

it's not like i'm getting
paid for my mind,
so what
does it matter?

sometimes the knife's just. there.

forget about the left hand
not knowing what
the right hand's doing.
my brain's become a puzzle and
none of the pieces
are clicking together anymore―
if they ever did before all this.

a rope bridge but instead of ropes
it's tied together with strings.
more like cobwebs, actually,
or spaghetti.

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