I am offended you felt safe enough to reapproach me.
I catered my full presence to connect with you fully.
I was ready to receive your fullness on a platter
But you spit on my time and heart.

I am offended you felt safe to have the audacity!
To keep fantasizing about my meandering wonders
To keep touching what requires your devotion to access
The spirit of siphons, I see you in Flesh

I am offended you want to exchange air with me
I need it cleaned up, purified by the worthy
Those who don't need a debate to see my humanity
Those who value my existence without saying a word
Yet you require me to play your games for just a text?

I am offended you're still lingering
Your words are fertilizer for the naive
Toilet paper for my yams
Predatory behavior is cool for the wounded
That makes you a carcass and I a vulture

I am offended you're still reading.
Get back on your knees
Beg for mercy!
Maybe I'll leave a trace you ever existed!