Cut It Out

A really twisted poem about a displaced brain being kicked around.

-Cut It Out-
by
Keaton Foster



Cut it out
If you must
If you can
If you dare
Do it with a dull spoon
Or with a rusty fork
Once it’s out
Once it’s displaced
Free from the cage
And the monumental
Fallibility of my ways
Kick it
Then flick it
Heck, spit on it
Damn near shit on it
Do what you wish
Howl at the moon
Bark at the sun
Whatever you need
Whatever you want
Dare not
Think about stopping
Scoop up my brain
Cause me intense pain
Don’t be afraid
I am very familiar
I know it all too well
I can stand
All that you can deliver
Once you are done
Once you have had enough
Again consider me none
Stick it back in my head
Ductape it
Crazy glue it
Staple it
Whatever you could wish
Your soul will bear no stain
God will know nothing
I won’t tell him squat, nada, zilch
The devil won’t care
Matter of fact
I am sure
That he will think it’s hilarious
Only then if you can
Please my jaded friend
Turned fiend
And then back again
Step back and watch
How little it has changed
A single damn thing…


Cut It Out
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013