Fruit Knife
So I tell her about the ripcord
this is maybe our 10th date
and I explain that it’ll disembowel a guy
like some ancient samurai shit but you could do it in a subway
and also katanas are for weebs and virgins in that order
The fruit knife is ideal
quick stabs and Pikal style
slashes that rend muscle and tear
open all the important stuff
like arteries and whatnot
She holds it in her hand
turns it over
I tell her she’s in sabre grip now
and the dudes at Libre call this other one reaper
and she looks up at me
If you ever run around on me
I will filet you to the bone with this
It’s so small you’re thinking how
but I’ll find a way, she says hugging me
So don’t ever do it
She’s scary.
I like the journey this poem takes me on as I read it. At first, it feels like just a knife enthusiast possibly boring the person he’s dating with extensive details… But then it really takes a turn & is quite chilling. Nicely done.