Feb 2014
Boiling blood and bile.
Images that announce
The opening of your lips.
Short tempers and hot heads
Soon come after.
Screams shrieks and sighs
Your gifts to me,
rapped in a pleasant
Scathing remark.
Words like rolling tanks
And with a formula for pain,
You pick the cocktail
That will do the most damage.
Images that announce
The opening of your lips.
Short tempers and hot heads
Soon come after.
Screams shrieks and sighs
Your gifts to me,
rapped in a pleasant
Scathing remark.
Words like rolling tanks
And with a formula for pain,
You pick the cocktail
That will do the most damage.
To my sister. The only plausible word to describe your utter idiocy, lack of remorse, arrogance and complete absence of empathy is your very name itself.
