Greetings (Fill in the persons name here)!
Now that I have your attention
Here’s what I’m going to do to you
I’m gonna slam my left fist into your rib cage
You lift your arms to give me easier access to your ribs and abdomen which I proceed to rupture
You say “Excuse me sir,” and you turn away to vomit a large quantity of blood and mucus
You wipe your mouth & apologize
You stick your chin out and point to it with your broken index finger
I oblige you, by smashing your jaw
I look down and you have a large erection
I’m glad your enjoying this
You make a slight pleading sound and gesture towards the baseball bat in the corner
I break your right leg
You lay motionless, wheezing
Bleeding profusely from your mouth, you are crying
Your tears are mixing with the blood and mucus
You’re saying something like, “Gasoline, thank you sir, gasoline, thank you sir.”
You edge your face close to my shoe
You’re attempting to kiss my foot
I walk away
I come back and douse you with a gallon of gasoline
I’m about to strike a match and throw it on you
More whining sounds come from your mouth
They sound like, “Please sir, let me, please, please, please,”
I drop the book of matches on the floor
You clutch them, strike & ignite
Game Over!
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PoetryA Personal Beating To Our Enemies
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Brutally penned, Keith. That one is going to leave a mark for sure. Appreciate you.
Damian
Absolutely. Thanks Damian.
There are beathing and there is decimation. Damn..
Bring on the decimation! Thanks Fia.