excremental mastication

I guess I still have a little bitter in me

I can hear you
you know,
masticating on your
falsehoods,
drawing your spite
like a bow,
pinning your
crimes on me.

I can hear you,
you know,
chewing your
sick cud of
indignation,
watching the
lies drip from
your lips.

I can hear you
you know,
a drooling, rabid thing
trying to prove
the excrement
on his hands
is just chocolate,
by licking it off.

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

OMG I AM LAUGHING SO SO HARD!

Priceless!! Eat __ and die!
Oops, that was my inside voice

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks, I like to make a funny, especially when it's at a special someone's expense.:)

[Matching Socks]

I pass the crown of comedy to you for the night...
You just raised the bar.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks, bowing, I do enjoy a good belly laugh.

[Matching Socks]

Ahhh, me too. That felt good, thanks for that one.

[Muse]

The picture had me thinking this was going to be some flesh-eating zombie poem, but no, it's just guy chomping down on some ribs.

"Licking it like chocolate"

I suddenly feel turned off! ha ha ha

[Lyn Anderson]

That's the idea, I can't help myself when I start thinking about it, I get all angry and up comes a pile of, well, anyway, you get the gist.