Hey, did you know me?
I'm so much vice embodied,
in a leathered skin.
There's not a drop of virtue
running through my subtle limbs.
I'll be martyr for the cause,
give you somebody to hate.
Pick me apart with literary teeth,
I'm not happy with myself,
unless I'm getting crushed,
by your adjective jaws.
Hey, did you know me?
Kid, I know that you did.
You watched me while I was sleeping.
Saw me rolling fetal,
with a pen in my mouth
just trying to test my metal.
With this platter of words,
I offer up to you,
a meal to make your stomach turn.
Darling, digest me faithfully.
Expel me new.
Rising from the excrement,
I want to be reborn for you to scorn.
Hey, did you know me?
Prepare a eulogy,
just to save a little face.
Born through the sperm,
and egg.
I swear I'm not happy unless
I have to beg...
For commission,
For compassion,
For lust,
For love,
For envy.
Hey, did you know me?
"I did, the artist that thrived from jealousy." |
Submission Name: Eat me Alive (Belly Full of Words)
