By David Estringel
I cut you
with words
to watch you bleed.
You starve me
with silence
to see me wither.
Funny,
we should look back
upon that lifeless heap
we left–
surprised—
wondering,
“How could you let that happen?”
David Estringel is an avid reader, poet, and writer of fiction, creative non-fiction, & essays. He is currently a Contributing Editor (fiction) at Red Fez, editor/columnist at The Good Men Project, and an editor/writer at The Elixir Magazine. David can be found on Twitter (@The_Booky_Man) and his blog “The Booky Man” at thebookyman.wordpress.com
