oh my
you speak so well
and
you talk so well
so sickly
like a babbling brook of waste
all that flows from you
so putrid
so wretched
yet seems to come forth
so eloquently
how many times
you have kept me
from life
from anything worthy of attention
and this is so sophomoric
so mediocre
it makes me ill
you have drawn all the attention
and all the flies
my sick sycophant
how i want all the time you have stolen
from when i've been in your presence.
