Dinner Anyone?
Sip my strength
Gargle with my time
Let it roll across your tongue like a Napa wine
Chew my vitality slowly in small bites
Savor the delicacy
Guzzle my resolve before It goes bitter
Enjoy me while I last
Let every morsel feed you till your plate is gleaming
You all consuming bitch.
Swallow my humor digest my wit
Make me sweat out my pride one drop at a time
Wring my spirit across your sharp edge
And hang it to dry on your barbed line.
Stomp my resolve
Crush my happiness
They only delay your consumption
And when you are done,
Sated at last.
When even your gluttony is satisfied
Just leave and close the door behind you.
So I can start again…
Poetry being what it is, is an expression of the soul. So please proceed with caution as my soul can often be found on the dark side.Feel free to comment, suggest, or just tell me I'm one crazy b!+(#-- Thanks for visiting and either warn off or refer a friend.
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