tasting of severity.

January 4, 2015

The disappointment of it all,
is so profound,
so abrupt that,
I wish it were,
just one syllable,
like FUCK,
or RAPE,
HATE,
or SHOCK,
so when spoken,
it tasted like the severity,
of an ice-water, axe-wielding,
and not like,
the dribbling, lingering,
drooling of,
encrusted cheeks and,
snotty tissues.

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