Bitter
Lies In
The Midst Of My Soul
I Grit My Teeth
Hoping That
By The Time
Have Lockjaw
The Phone Will Ring
And You Will
Be The Next Voice
In My Ear
That Keeps Me
Blushing
Instead It’s Others
That Have Tried
To Show Me
Friendly Attention
Because Their Interesting
Lives
Has Become Somewhat Dull
With Less Companions
By Their Side
I Hear The Dainty Footsteps
Of Elated Souls
Dancing Rhythmlessly
To A Song
That Must Have Caught
Their Attention
Because They
Have Been Playing
It With An Act
Of Redundance!
There Goes The Grits
Tightening
And Swelling Into Anger
Bitter
Lies Still
In Me
Causing Me To Attack
Any Prey On Lovers
Or In A Distant Land
Where Love
Is Provided
For Pleasure
I Suck
Their Precious
And Feeble
Minds
Into A Funk
Gaining
Satiation