Rough Cut

Hey hon,
You’re a rough cut
You’ve been weeping
Sort yourself out

My mind
Didn’t used to say no
To the barbed wire
Behind and below the flow
I was a rough cut once, you know
Now I am finished.
I am done.

So rough cut,
Pick yourself up
While you still can
Come on, hon

Steely eyes
Roll back
You know me – and you know how
I like
To attack

Go find some fun, hon
You’re a rough cut
But the finished version
Never quite plays out
It judders, skips
And you’ve got nothing to do with it
Enjoy the edges
Enjoy the slight
Of your frames

Be a rough cut, son
Hon, or anyone
Sleep lightly
On the cutting room floor
Do it now
While you’re unfinished.



About dcduell

Failed musician. Trying to write for TV. Never sure quite where I'm headed. Serial un-funnyman. I used to do a lot of writing. Sometimes I still do. So I decided to put it on the internet. I'm on Facebook and Twitter. Pretty active on the former, not so much on the latter. Holler at me.
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