the monkey's back -

use ...

choose ...
the hues of blues
blacks, whites - news
a day-old bruise that lies like torment

under the skin, thin, to squirm and tickle
itching, twitching to send you the fickle reminder
the daily, hourly, minute-by-damn-minute message
vestiges of the mistake you'll never take back

slack, the bad choices - echoes of voices
the Rolls Royces of demons to flood your veins
ease your bone-dry pains, rife, (this is life?!?)
set the sloshy, gelatinous matter of your brains

to a new standard ... a new faith, (the wry wraith)
tiny, briny monsters that ride your cells
find you fresh hells, ring your blasted body-bells
course, hot, through coarse arteries

(hit me up harder, please), pound you to mush, (hush - listen!)
so glisten the deeds and honors and accomplishments
not worth the flush of a handle - don't let the candle burn out!
the shout of orange, crushed powder in your palm

melted warm to sing tender crimes to your blood
a flood of slap-happy crap to drip from your marrow
the chemical arrow that pierces your heart with the sweetest of lies
writhes with its blight - wraps you tight for flight

an all-time height for wretches
pulls and stretches your life to thin threads
seeks naught but heads on its pointy poisoned pike
the dark, deep, burning kiss of bliss

this non-stop, one-way custom coach
to Oblivion ... womb to tomb
taste the sweet tongue
of Doom ...

and smile.







* THIRD PLACE in the "Quick Fire Rapid Rhyme" Poetry Contest, Brenda Chiri, Sponsor. *

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