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confessions of a roach
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First if you must curse my existence please curse in silence.
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I would like to die without drama.
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Second do not talk to me as if I have a command of the English Language. So f'n ignorant.
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Third respect that I can haul my body weight many times faster than the fat fuck uber addict that you are.
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Fourth understand I hold no grudge against you. And so I ask that you do not release your teen angst, menopausal outrage, racist slurs upon me as I expire.
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Fifth yes I have eaten your cheeto crumbs, scraped the skin off your back, watched you masturbate without any remorse or pleasure whatsoever.
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Sixth if there is a shadow or crack in the wall or furniture do not get upset if my itinerary is predictable. I do not have much choice like a fancy tourist.
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Seventh in the time you take to pick up your slipper and hurl it towards me  a regiment of clones have already invaded the woodwork of your house, the plumbing, the back of the oven.
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Eighth flushing me down the toilet is preferred as my relatives will get to see me off.
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Ninth no we do not all look the same. Personally I have 8 pack abs extending to my hemi thorax and no hint of cellulite.
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Tenth  why do you masturbate so much? Really?  As a species that is top of the food chain you sure got a lot of issues. Wash your hands for the love of god I feel dirty around you.
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Eleventh I lived in your Hanes for at least a year and fucked you without you knowing.
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29 Sep 17

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sorry for your loss
 — unknown

lol
 — unknown

antifa's are so glamourous i could just puke. yah, you forgot that you puke up your swallowed bed mite and eat it. which is so much like this piece -- barfed out in chunks, dumpster found and dumped.

great comedy club material though, if you wear a little hat with antennae. comedy clubs are mostly just cockroach culture anyway, and people'll take in what you say and puke it back out in tweets.
 — cadmium

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