The Butcher

by Ronald Edwards   Aug 26, 2010


He wiped his knife of finest steel
on aprons stained with blood.
Practicing this form of art
on that which chews the cud.

No feelings felt for on what hung
from hooks above the floor.
Interrogation of the fat
like prisoners of war.

With surgeons skill he did remove
the vile refuse waste.
Exposing only edible
cuts chosen just for taste.

A vulgar curse was heard aloud
as knife was dulled by bone.
The damaged done was remedied
with strokes on honing stone.

A shinning gleam of sweat appeared
on arms and sullen brow.
Resistance was at minimum
but that was until now.

Flashbacks began to remind him
times sick with jungle fever.
Where he learned this new art form
and how to swing a cleaver.

Slowly tightening his grip
around the wooden shank,
he wheeled his tool, it found its mark,
thru bone and sinew sank.

Orgasmic waves came over him
the feel of dominance.
This made him sigh and roll his eyes,
a morbid prominence.

Reality soon did return,
no man to cut, just beast.
It did not matter much to him
both served as his love feast.

When all was done nothing remained
his blade returned to sheath.
T-bone intentions drove his soul
but ground beef met his teeth.

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  • 13 years ago

    by No1ButMe

    I loved how it flowed. It was like watching a horror film the way it unfolded. I loved the detail in the last two lines. It really completes it. Hope to read more by you.
    5/5

    Svandyke

  • 13 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    ...and you are also a story teller too! I liked how you started it off and kept the reader's attention till the end. Enjoyed the read..keep writing :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Ronald Edwards

    Thanks guys, this is about a ex-military guy who in the war learned how to use the knife. Now he uses it on animals ..... a bit grizzly but those were the men I fought with . You'll look differently at steak from now on hahahaha

  • 13 years ago

    by Jad

    A good concept As said but. A good flow through it and good ideas though out it as well. Good job and keep writing. God job and keep writing.

  • 13 years ago

    by Sunshine

    This scared me lol @ the beginning..was too direct which is gd..caught my attention.

    i wont comment on the ryhme cause i loved it more b4..so let me talk about the concept of the poem cause i really loved it.. was like a story with some vivid lines..some sharp..some unclear.. and definitely it is a dark one..
    and shows that u even have the talent to write stories..if it rings ur bell.

    5/5
    keep on

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