|Cauterized Speech (standard:poetry, 107 words)|
|Author: Brad Coonto||Added: Jan 07 2004||Views/Reads: 1605/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|I fight on through my poetry. Thank you to those who show support. For Debs. Let the votes rain down. I am me.|
Stubborn people will never win through For the opaque laughter and taunts are superficial. A wind blows... A strong gust gathers to blow the Dusty excrement Away... Away. Yes... they do whisper But then there are those who rise... they RISE!!! And the foul petty weeds I bury Underneath the Ceanothus bush, you bastards I defecate on in tons. For my wounds are cauterized. Debs, thank you for wanting me back... But now I say your time is past, For I shall share my cot with Sandy. Yes, Sandy. I love her, you understand. Misogyny is for the weak But I still speak. Yes, I still speak! Tweet
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