Spoken Bile

His carousel spinning
Out of control
Caused by non other
Than her viscious
Demeanor

Words directed straight
Toward the very one
Who has raped
His life

Losing his trust
Taking all emotion
Stealing his heart
Strangling it blue

A quick stab
Straight for the
Juggular
A slow death
Watching all life
Drain upon the ground
Making her hands, actions
Guilty

Becoming lower than bile
Bittered acid
The very liquid
That churns within
Every stomach
That darkened pit

Unworthy of being
What he ate
Last night
Corn
As it rides
Through his system
Accomplished
Excrement

A woman
Who is vile inside
Taking every worth
You have
And what you
Were unaware of having
Twisting it
Into her work of
Art

A man requesting
The past
To ease its grip
From around
His mind
His heart

This perilous trip
Still continues
Still spins
Only to
Forever hurt.

©LisaMarie2002

Spoken Bile

LisaMarie Miranda

Phoenix, United States

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Artist's Description

A man hurt by the actions of the very one he loves

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