I Say I Say I Say

Anyone here had a go at themselves
for a laugh? Anyone opened their wrists
with a blade in the bath? Those in the dark
at the back, listen hard. Those at the front
in the know, those of us who have, hands up,
let's show that inch of lacerated skin
between the forearm and the fist. Let's tell it
like it is: strong drink, a crimson tidemark
round the tub, a yard of lint, white towels
washed a dozen times, still pink. Tough luck.
A passion then for watches, bangles, cuffs.
A likely story: you were lashed by brambles
picking berries from the woods. Come clean, come good,
repeat with me the punch line 'Just like blood'
when those at the back rush forward to say
how a little love goes a long long long way.

by Simon Armitage

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@cameron same
This is very dark bun intriguing
lol I like minecraft
excuses is the word that comes to mind - we all make them
This poem is marked with a pro avant-garde way of poetic expression. The poet utilizes enjambment to create a telling tone, and strong resonance keeps the verses flowing. Notably, what I like about this poem very much is its distance with audience-sometimes close, when a likely story is addressed with lucid details, and sometimes aloof, when objective mood is shed in There...There.
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