Chicken soup for the soul

Slap! Kick! Take a knife and plunge in through and through
And then let it out and go again.
Carve any picture you like - let it go where it wants
Then throw in a few punches for good measure.
Pull out the heart- whatever’s left of that decaying thing
Splash it on the floor
Let the three inch heels spluch it lil by bit.
Jump till I count three and then go for three more
And then we’ll think up something else to finally settle the score.