[Poetry] Knives

Soft, soft the dagger heels
Gentle its trace on the skin
A line of blood
A dab of pain
A single stab.

Deep within the knife thrusts
Deep within it reaches
A single touch
A stronger hand
A heart is dead, forever more.

Scar, scabs, thick
Protective tissue to wrap the heart
Fragile, gentle, beating thing
All undone, with one stab.

Original entry as appearing at Ink to Screen.