Words In Anger
Stabs to the heart
Venomous spittle wrenching aside the
Gossamer veil of civility revealing
Nature’s harsh breath in all its ugliness
Counterfeited imaginative musing
Dwelled on, sustain, embellished
Swell like an angry sea
Into the realm of fanciful offense
Spewed poison wounding
Where a simple confession
Of conscience contrition would have saved
Supplementary words
Deadly as a serrated butcher’s knife
Plunge deep tearing flesh
Wounds embedded forever
In a lacerated heart
And leaves silence cold and deadly
Like the stealth step of an intruder
In the soul
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