NO KNIFE NEEDED
No knife needed to cut and slash,
or heated iron to burn the flesh,
in memory
’s blast the mind recoiled.
Flayed beneath history
’s lash,
recall loss and failure and fash
about the past. Life is uncoiled,
shredded, no knife needed.
* G W Colkitto has had short stories in The Ranfurly Review. He has published two poetry anthologies and a poetry pamphlet. He is part of Read Raw, four writers performing regularly in the Glasgow area. www.readrawltd.co.uk
** Fash (Scots) similar to worry/upset
