Walk Through My Open Door...: Executioner

Tuesday, January 4, 2005

Executioner

This work appears in my book, Love Song. I wrote it several years ago after staring for several hours at a very realistic crucifix. I hold three giant spikes in my fist. I yanked the bloody man to the ground And hammered a spike into his wrist. Bones crunch, skin tears. As I pound Muscles spasm in... Sign in to see full entry.

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