Dogma Mine Forgive me, for I can be a contaminate Spewing forth toxins, splattering everybody with stench, the slow smell of sulfur That’s filling your brains and my nostrils My tongue is a fire and my jowls a jackhammer. I have just eaten my prey and it is you I have dined on your weakness Exposed and salted your every wound Slathered butter and basted you whole Telling you all what’s best for you. My indigestion, a stench, my contaminant.
© SB Joy, 2022
Ah, that codependent me that believes I know best.
SB Joy
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