Everyone is always saying
We dance
We march
We follow the beat of a drummer
And that it frequently occurs that
We follow the beat of a different drummer
I found out about my drummer today
He's crazy
That explains a lot
Damn.
The meaty hands wrap around my throat
Squeezing ever so slightly at first
Making breathing only a slight issue
False sense of security
The grip tightens
Thumbs pressing into the flesh
Bruising the skin
Unable to draw breath
Begin to claw at the hands
But they're stronger
Unmoving
Tears form within my eyes
The world is swimming
I begin to drown in the darkness
Eating at the edges of my vision
My body begins to go limp
Within the arms of my assailant
Upon my throat
A crimson butterfly flies
From the hands of my lover.
COMMENTS
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JackofSpades83
16:25 Mar 18 2008
Most drummers are a little nutty. I should know. I have been one for 3/5 of my life ;)