Unsaid (12/30)


The challenge for day twelve over at NaPoWriMo was to write a poem consisting entirely of things you'd like to say, but never would to a parent, lover, sibling, child, teacher, roommate, best friend, mayor, CEO, etc, etc...

We are masters of the unsaid words, but slaves of those we let slip out ~ Winston Churchill

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool and fuck you, I'm out! ~ Scarface, from the movie Half Baked


 
You got what you deserved

for karma is a bitch.

You're overcompensating,

I bet your penis is small;

Does it feel bigger now you're rich?


Yes, your breath smells like 

fried monkey shit

every time you speak;

1492 must have been the last time

you brushed your gotdamn teeth.


Stop telling me a hundred times

what the fuck you need to do,

you're not motivated, just aggravating;

I feel like smacking you

in the face with my steel-toed shoe.


Red light cameras can eat a dick,

trying to separate me from my cash.

Hope you caught me giving you the finger,

while a picture of my license plate you flashed.


Is the glass half full or empty?

Who the fuck really cares?

Ask me this question one more time,

I'm going to break the glass over your head,

then push your ass down a flight of stairs.



© 2013 abruvanamedsly




1 comment:

  1. Red light cameras can eat a dick,

    trying to separate me from my cash.

    Hope you caught me giving you the finger,

    while a picture of my license plate you flashed.


    Now umm this right here hit home! I swear the people that really do speed never get a ticket :( I dig this write :P

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