Dice And Lice Poem by John Sensele

Graces, tresses and stresses
Leak through the lips of horrors
Unleashed and bleached when rat races
Bash the hapless curse that won't gaze at the malice in the mirrors.

Messes, faces and dresses
Spin, pirouette and unveil silhouettes
That cringe at the threat of the veil of stresses
Imbued with derision, divisions and incisions promoted by vile vets.

Addresses, caresses and races
Stand at attention then twitch muscles
That strangle vocal cords when victors and aces
Of gloom claim doom chews huge moral morsels.

Kisses, misses and hisses
Sprint at supersonic speed on the edge of Hades
Fly in tow in rockets that deny choices
To the voiceless tramps whose power succumbs to ravages of Aids.