smiffy8419 Jun 2005

Right, so many misconceptions here, my own fault, I should imagine, but still. This poem is not about kisses, foreplay, or anything like that. It is written about the period in my life where I self- harmed. The "Friend" is the knife, the "Kiss" is the actual act of cutting my arm, the fire is exactly what it says on the tin; I would heat the knife in the fire before cutting myself to reduce the risk of infection, and also to increase the sensation when i cut. Nothing sexual in there, unless you're into that kind of thing