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Prompted Poem: Hate

By Jacob ShermanPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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Prompted Poem: Hate
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A dying tooth

contorts your face

to an involuntary grimace

every time you take a bite.

A muscle, tight

and under-loved, sets your limits

for the race

before the gun goes off. Forsooth,

it is your very own

negligence

which will make you suffer most.

All the ire in your heart

for every dire, evil deed

upon you done

is pus and pestilence

so dense

that those old wounds could never heal.

What's left behind

once the soul has gone septic

is an apoplectic, malevolent husk,

an infection at the dusk of reason.

Thank the stars for Penicillin.

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About the Creator

Jacob Sherman

The desire to read, and perhaps to write, should be cultivated and nurtured with care throughout every stage of life. For my part I will inject what strangeness and truth that I can into our written history. Expect no constants but honesty.

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