Chop Chop

Last night

I cut you off
chop chop

easy
in fuzzy black clumps
you
fell

to the bathroom floor
and lay limp

so peculiar

against the white tile
I stepped back
and admired the
massacre
fingering
my

fresh

severed
ends
I smiled.

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