Arterial Spray

By Trigger

Beauty has a way of spilling itself onto the street
Seeping into the cracks of a well tread road...
...or heart

Emotion in every drop


The impact on the ground is nothing...
But on the soul it's crushing

Life has a way of getting lost
Or taken...

Ruby showers as he fell
And rendered me unclean
And himself

Perhaps a bit of myself died right along with him
Perhaps a bit of my soul was set free as well

What was he thinking when he fell?
What was he thinking when he looked up at me with those eyes
Once so full of anger, concern, and life
Slowly slipping away as the pool formed around his neck?

What was I thinking?

His breathing stopped as he accepted the fate I laid out for him.
His heart; Soon after.




Life is such a valuable thing
I did not take it out of want or greed,
I simply needed to.

It was simple;


It was beautiful


His blood is on my hands
No matter how often I wash
I can't get it out...
Can't get clean...

But maybe I like it that way...


I remember the look in his eyes...
It was, above all else, fear.

He didn't want to go
He didn't want to die
And all I wanted to do was comfort him...
...Tell him that everything was going to be okay...

...but at that point
it would have been more for myself.

It was beautiful
The way he looked up at me

His emotion was so raw and unclouded
His passion for life was eminating from him
And running through me

Love for life, I've found, has a funny way of making itself known
In death.

Beauty has a way of showing itself in the ugliest ways
Spilling itself onto a street...
Gasping for air...
Gripping for life...

Perhaps a bit of myself died right along with him...
Perhaps something new came to be

It was beautiful...

It was beautiful...

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© 2008 Trigger
Published on Thursday, May 8, 2008.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: awesome...truely awesome

  • Sparrow On Monday, May 26, 2008, Sparrow (92)By person wrote:

    And I'm left slack-jawed and stunned....

  • Fantecstasy On Thursday, May 8, 2008, Fantecstasy (128)By person wrote:

    I suppose there comes a point when people start to expect poetry to sound lovely, but this was a master piece of art, on a darker scale. You'd seriously have to have some morsel of a serial killer in you to write this. *tips hat*

  • A former member wrote: That was absolutely brilliant on so many dimensions, I really have to read this many times to allow my minds eye appreciate this way of thought..fav... *incidentally, let us never go swimming together...:)

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