This poem was inspired by the popular writer's idiom, "Murder your darlings" which refers to editing out words, lines, or entire scenes from your poem or manuscript.
i am her darling,
the poem that's dieda thousand deaths
sliced in a whimas i gasp my last breathmy poet is a murderess,
a ruthless seductress,
killing me, her darlingword by word
piercing melodic prose,
never to be heardshe employs modern warfare:
the dreaded reverse key
and on her worst nights,
she commands: delete all!
it's a massacre!the blood of my wordswiped away
as she lives to writeand murderanother day!