5/6/10

The Smith of Words



I am of a mind that thinks you belittle me?
I am of a mind to spank my little monkey.
Do you think your words are chosen?
or may perhaps just spoken.
I have no recourse but hell in its damnation.
I am me and you are you but never the twain shall meet.
Most words are for grifters and I am not one such.
But if the word agrees with me; I'm stuck.
Complete your bondage tour for us and the sooner you leave the better;
we'll say we give a fuck.
and then Lie through our teeth.
I have no time for your shit, nor do I have shit for all your time.
I gasp and exhale poison delivered to me daily.
Thank you...

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