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I AM pt 1.
I am that slithery sloth
Sleeking through
This dirty sewage
Of gung gunk punk repugnant funk
Black Sponge
I am that spiteful
Biteful
Hateful or
Encourage full
Unsatisfied
hurtful
Tongue
I am
The juice
Drink
Sip
Taste
Waste it
Spill it
Spit it
Choke it
I am that sticky bubble gum
Chew it
Unstick it
Pluck it
Unwrap it
Wrap it
Tack it on walls
For fun
Blowing this bubble bubble gum
Throw it in the chum
Bucket
Pull out another one
From where you tucked it
I am the line
Cross it
You brave enough
To scratch through it
No other marks can be made
Because I am
Self made
I am that cave
You run to in darkness
Escaping to the dogs barking
Whips ,chains, blood and pain
Only to find that I am the darkness
I am that mark
Pull the trigger
Push to start
That Joe
That blow
Come closer
I am that host
Inside your body
The incisions you cant close
The Holes you can't fill
Can't drill
The spirit Holding you against your will
I am the last will
and testament
Wasn't the devil who himself was once an angel
heaven sent him to hell
Well
I am not that hell
I'm only the story here to tell
Myside
I am the ride
Stand in line
I am that Ghoul ,
That monster
An amityville horror
If you piss me off
I am that bitch on her
Period!
I am.
(Silent period)
__
(Spoken word poetry.
Copyright of Red Curtain$ 2018)
Sleeking through
This dirty sewage
Of gung gunk punk repugnant funk
Black Sponge
I am that spiteful
Biteful
Hateful or
Encourage full
Unsatisfied
hurtful
Tongue
I am
The juice
Drink
Sip
Taste
Waste it
Spill it
Spit it
Choke it
I am that sticky bubble gum
Chew it
Unstick it
Pluck it
Unwrap it
Wrap it
Tack it on walls
For fun
Blowing this bubble bubble gum
Throw it in the chum
Bucket
Pull out another one
From where you tucked it
I am the line
Cross it
You brave enough
To scratch through it
No other marks can be made
Because I am
Self made
I am that cave
You run to in darkness
Escaping to the dogs barking
Whips ,chains, blood and pain
Only to find that I am the darkness
I am that mark
Pull the trigger
Push to start
That Joe
That blow
Come closer
I am that host
Inside your body
The incisions you cant close
The Holes you can't fill
Can't drill
The spirit Holding you against your will
I am the last will
and testament
Wasn't the devil who himself was once an angel
heaven sent him to hell
Well
I am not that hell
I'm only the story here to tell
Myside
I am the ride
Stand in line
I am that Ghoul ,
That monster
An amityville horror
If you piss me off
I am that bitch on her
Period!
I am.
(Silent period)
__
(Spoken word poetry.
Copyright of Red Curtain$ 2018)
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