If one carved with ****** cries,
The word hate upon
Every inch of my soft
Unforgiving viscera…

Twould not near
The pain in my heart.

It gnaws and it Tears
with razored claws
Like some rabid
Flesh eating animal

Blood pours, red
And awful and loud.
It drips forth from
Every sick pulsing vein.

It screams too
Distraught in its discord
It tastes my mind in
Its serrated jaws

Like some dog with
A sweet, humble bird.