Anonymous
Karyn Indursky
More meaningful and deep
is the silence we speak
instead of abrasive words seeping
into my crying pores filled with deceit
from your lying lips pouring pitchers
full of my tears into your beverage
for you to greedily drink
like hot double coca chocolate
as you relish every savory sip
before I slide down your egotistical esophagus
during m roaring ride
upon your stomach acid digestion
while I'm processed rapidly into nothingness
and all that's left of my existence
is my ivory soft case holding my
weeping pillow.