The Noose or The Knife

by Elmast Kozloyan

Creatures of her own design
menace
observe
at the edge of her sanity

She begs them to take her
They refuse Take it allLeave her to rot

A remedy
Hidden within glass bottles
cushioned with cotton balls
Chalk stained tongues

Silver scalpel carving
frontal lobes
chopped like carrots
served with peas

Restraint to the point of hysteria
mind infected
poisoned voices
Cut and left out to dry

First published in Neat Magazine