Your very presence is like a rusty needle sliding slowly under my thumbnail
while one look upon your bloodcurdling face causes my heart to bleed vermins
fitting that should equate your heart with a rat
thoughts of you that walk across my mind calamitously cracks each nerve
nerves-impusles-feelings, I wasn't aware such things dwelled in dirt
myself, dirt? but it is such an apt understatement for your crippling inertness
Speak not of things you do not and cannot understand, child.
children hold more competence in their crayon tips than you in the entirety of your anatomy
perhaps I should find a coloring book, it has to be more engaging than you
while you are at it, find a substance sufficient to dilute your mephitic aroma
It’s your pollution that consumes me, bitter and biting to the last
Teeth nashing?devil screaming?pain howling?oh,im sorry, you were talking
--not to you, that much at least we can agree is done
when I came upon you, earth’s most repulsive creation, you longed to speak
--and now we are through, you to me, are a dead nothingness
yet you will live on as a faux bandit in heels, unsure of your own nebulous existence
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