Feb 092012
 

No clue where this came from. Or why. Or even how. The Three Word Wednesday words this week were pretty dark — control, flesh, razor — but this… isn’t.

You have to have
control

to slip the blade between the skin and the
flesh.

Like this.
Slow.

Don’t breathe.

Much.

Or talk.

Don’t do that either.

But

Do

Wash the
peach guts
off the
Razor

before you use it

to open

that box

of t-shirts.

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  10 Responses to “Roadie Poet: Peach Guts”

  1. Ah, the wisdom of Roadie Poet!

  2. wow that’s all I can say

  3. LOL! What a great twist.

  4. I wondered where that stain on my new shirt came from. Delightful poem.

  5. Wise words indeed! Love it :)

  6. Coolest fruit slash story EVER! So glad I found you! =)

  7. Love the roadie poet. I like the twist.

  8. Nice one.

    I think there’s a sort of fuzzy logic to where this came from. [sorry]

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