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Chopping Block |
he twists strips of skin on his stomach,
watches her sink a little into the mattress;
she lays down to receive his hands, his tongue
like an animal lays down to be butchered;
paralyzed, except for the trembling,
she resigns.
he says to her, you've become my chopping block -
and also - sometimes - my axe.
copyright 2007
Ashley
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