My knife pleasures leads to hard tissues and shiny skin

My blade tangos to heavy metal

Taping edges in quick rips to flesh below

Leaving the steps to review

My razor recycles, repurposed, renewed.

My sharpener is environmentally conscious.

It refuses to be thrown away.

Plays hide and seek with me.

Hides away from everyone but me

Metal friend, silver partner, ready or not, here I come,

Slicer comfort lodges in my heart

Silver ridge dices, cuts, plays at flaying

But our bond is never touched

My sweet edge is a piece of shattered mirrors

Reflecting the truth, situations turned chemicals--

It’s hurting me, helping me, killing me, saving me,

Savior let your ridge slide!

Dispel these arguing dopamine minds

These poisoned voices calling me

I’m in love with my blade’s serenade

An aubade you’ll never hear--

I hope.