Those Razors Bloody

They were laying there on the ground
of my heart, bloody and gore-flecked
and dully glowing with the sheen of life
blood and the thrill of cutting to ribbons
the tenderest places of my heart.

I wrapped them in the ribbons of heart
you left intact, attached at one end
by the tenuous tendrils of flesh that
you either missed, overlooked, or flat out
just didn’t care enough to slash.

I hung those wrapped razors
those razors bloody with me and fading
up on the wall where your picture
used to be, and I straightened them
so they hung just so, and straight…

my mementos remaining of you
and my hopes for a future with you
dripping onto the floor
and then drying out and becoming
a static reminder of a moment
in a dynamic river of our lives.

4 thoughts on “Those Razors Bloody

  1. Such am impactful, moving, heart-rending (appropriately) work. Puts me at once in mind of a well known C S Lewis quote:

    “To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”

    • AH!! PERFECT Complimentary Quote.

      This was my way of saying that it’s surrounded by grace, by forgiveness and love that covers over (not covers up, there is a difference), and that if there is ever opportunity for wholeness, the only words need be spoken are “Ollie Ollie Oxen Free!”

  2. This one is on the list ❤

    "I hung those wrapped razors
    those razors bloody with me and fading
    up on the wall where your picture
    used to be, and I straightened them
    so they hung just so, and straight…"

    *gulp*

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