Vengeance’s Fires Burn

Livid

tongue tinged

vile words

wrapping

wreathing around

vines pulled tight

noose

draped around your throat

eyes gleaming

with delight

watching your heels kick

watching your face turn blue

tongue hanging out

eyes beseeching

tears…..

maybe you should have thought

maybe you should not

have hurt

disrespected

proven to be so selfish

rage filled

cutting you down

listen to you cough

as beneath your flesh

my knife does rock.

©March 14/22

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