Abhorrence

Purge this pulsing, revolting impulsivity from my head
The mere thought of it makes me want to hurl
There are not enough vile words to describe how disgusting I feel
Tongue, mouth, head, heart
Those are only for you
Body, soul, spirit, love
Those are always for you
And now I hope my sickly venom has sunken its fangs deep into the highly sensitive immune system of the object of my regurgitated thoughts
Not what, but whom
And I find it amusing,
The fact that you can be both singular and plural
And I find it foul
What my urges make me do
How repelling now that I think about it as I wash the loathsome feeling from my mouth
I try to keep it from spiraling its grotesque way down my esophagus
And into my heart, lungs, and toes
As soon as my heart is infected, my head will instantly go with every possible thing I've learned to defend myself against
Defend, offend
Hide, attack
Lash out and hate
Distasteful
Gross

Author's Note

some girl kissed me, and this is what i felt instantly after it happened

Reviews

[Emilee Grimm]

Well, I remember when you explained what happened and I couldn't help but thinking about how you felt. Here you really made it clear. It is obvious that was not even remotely enjoyable for you. Nice word usage :) I love it.

[Coyote Poetry]

So powerful. Your words are strong and tell the story of dislike. You are a very good writer. Your usage of words made this a outstanding poem.
Coyote