The Samurai

The Samurai

Gutting a fish
is like ripping yourself apart –
sharpness on the folded metal
rakes off your coat,
flaky armour;
shiny scales,
aluminium grey,
stick up like slime
on newspaper.

Gills become lungs;
ego explored with a blind blade
through the navel –
code of honour
(kendo once laid)
my fingers tainted
by fresh blood,
I feel the hand of Samurai.

© Nat Hall

The Samurai

NordicBlackbird

Joined March 2008

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avant garde verse, as published in suckingmud, Issue I, Feb 2007.

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