BIG BUTCH BARKS BACK


Created for some of the more raw and painful aspects of growing up different. Sometimes angry, sometimes funny, always honest. Sometimes, the language is very harsh because pain is not gentle.

I am determined to chronicle all aspects of living with absolute candor and genuineness. It allows a connection with others at a deep soul level because they see that you understand their struggles when you reveal your own. If you are offended by cursing or expect the beauty you see on my other blog, Whisper Creek, then you may want to avoid this one. This is the very human side of me, the one God plainly sees. It is the part that God is healing. Let that be my witness.

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Guts



Take a knife
and cut me up
inside out
see my guts.

Read the signs
read them well
see what stories
they have to tell.

Tales with words
words of blood
pouring forth like
a crimson flood.

Can numb be painful?
Can light be dark?
Can outside be in?
the finish the start?

Makes no sense
no sense you see
this mind of mine
the mind that's ME.
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