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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