Simon Armitage's 'I Say I Say I Say' — A Raw Reflection on Darkness and Humor 🖤

Anyone here had a go at themselves <br />for a laugh? Anyone opened their wrists <br />with a blade in the bath? Those in the dark <br />at the back, listen hard. Those at the front <br />in the know, those of us who have, hands up, <br />let's show that inch of lacerated skin <br />between the forearm and the fist. Let's tell it <br />like it is: strong drink, a crimson tidemark <br />round the tub, a yard of lint, white towels <br />washed a dozen times, still pink. Tough luck. <br />A passion then for watches, bangles, cuffs. <br />A likely story: you were lashed by brambles <br />picking berries from the woods. Come clean, come good, <br />repeat with me the punch line 'Just like blood' <br />when those at the back rush forward to say <br />how a little love goes a long long long way.<br /><br />Simon Armitage<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-say-i-say-i-say/