Too often beauty is ignored and worth is denied
I am a diamond ring in a dingy dollar store
Chubby butterfingers try me on for size
Cheap plastic jewelry just won’t cut it anymore
Heart beats inside my chest like a toddler ready to purge dinner’s veggies
Chew me up and spit me out like plump, undesirable beets
How many licks to the center of the eye candy lollipop?
Until I’m just the worthless stick discarded in the street?
I’m sick at the though of banging anyone
because ordinarily that means pulling your trigger selfishly
over and over and over and over
You get what you want but throw away the hollow evidence
Using a body bag would be too dignified
The victim would first have to be recognized as human.
Like hard candy licked inside out
Like a piece of juiced fruit
You get your taste but what about the bruised peels that
pave your mushy path to satisfaction?
It’s temporary and insubstantial because once every corpse rots under your feet
Drowning in a sea of lifeless, forgotten faces
Recognition drown out by your blood rushing through your ears
Now you hear nothing but the loneliest of silences-
the emptiness that comes from realizing you were wrong.
The reality of what you’ve done hits you but it’s too late
You’re knee deep ironically in your self destruction
And just like no one was there to rescue your victims from you
There’s no one around to save you.