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Something I wrote for a creative writing course while practising writing a Villanelle

Through Your Eyes

 

The knife slices slowly through

His eyes flash wildly in fear

It’s all about your point of view

Cloth over mouth: helps to subdue

A lingering scent of beer

The knife slices slowly through

A bray of pain, his legs askew

Skin glazed with scarlet smear

It’s all about your point of view

With rope pulled taut, mouth turning blue

Nothing to do but persevere

The knife sliding slowly through

A snap, a gasp, a clear breakthrough

Relief begets a cheer

Now, what about your point of view?

The last strand for this rescue

Soon to be a free deer

The knife slices slowly through

It’s all about your point of view

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