Thursday, 22 June 2017

DailyFlash: My Scabbard Skin

Within temptation I am cursed to the core to bleed, to breed blood from whip to pelt, from mouth and nose to teary eyes; my scabbard skin cannot keep me sheathed against flagellation and damnation. Who is the sacrificial lamb before the mirror? Me? Or the virgin? Who has chains cast to wrists and ankles? Who strikes whose back with the black sjambok? Whose blood pools like a reflective votive?

Who will save me?

Who will save her? I beseech you. Save her! Hear my cries! I am servile here and waiting! Hear me! Save her, before I... !

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