The whiff of fresh blood

Gave her a heady rush

With great skill she carved

One cut after the other

The fear and the trepidation were gone

Transfixed she watched

Blood spurt out, then flow

It was sticky to touch

She would have continued

But for the banging on the door

It disrupted her concentration

Wearily she got up

To open the door

Promising herself

To continue, some day soon.

23 thoughts on “Rush

  1. Definitely not a typical Punam poem but I am not surprised for you can write anything and in any direction the prompts pull you in. This took me along a couple of paths..

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    1. No, definitely not my typical style! I started to write with ‘a whiff of vanilla’ but then crossed it out and deliberately took a different path. Thank you so much for your encouragement always. πŸ™‚

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  2. So either there’s a vampire here, or a compulsive self-cutter, or a serial killer, or a serial torturer, or just a torturer, or just a killer… the possibilities are endless. So is the infinite violent delights contained within this excellent, excellent poem. Me dig. Me dig a LOT.

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    1. Will surely read it and please feel free to plug your writings, for sometimes in spite of my intentions to read previous poems of certain bloggers, I am unable to find time to do so. And there is nothing shameless about it.

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  3. This piece was just..
    Air literally whooshed out of me after reading this.
    Have known people close to me doing it and explaining it..
    However I never could understand or relate
    This was haunting, beautiful, oh and the feelings!
    Really loved this piece!! ❀️❀️❀️

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      1. And I have been the person who knocked at the door, stopped them, sat with them

        But I know somewhere in me
        Just like in your last line
        That they are gonna continue, someday soon ..

        Really loved this!
        Looking forward to read more of yours πŸ™‚

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