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Knifes are charming practical things when set in wooden blocks,
an accompaniment to any well dressed kitchen.
Mine is in my pocket
not charming at all.
It is there for a purpose.
It started as just a war of words, then quickly escalated
to threats of grievous bodily harm.
"sticks and stones will break my bones,
knifes forever harm us"
"Fuck you, your claimed"
I will match the sharpness of your tongue
with something better.
Your school bus is late,
it seals your fate
as you stand and wait.
I lunge and twist
with tightened fist.
Screams lift my mist.
I drop the blade and run.
I dont feel "hard" at all,
in fact my guts churn and turn.
My Mother is in the kitchen when the doorbell rings.
Setting a Knife Block to good affect.
It is from Ikea.
