Downward Spiral Vortices Poem by Jason Bonhomme

Oh, those golden
DSV's
(Downward Spiral Vortices)
Which lock you
In chains of iron

Keeping me
From ever seeing
Nothing other than
Negativity rhymin'

She's the Reverend Mother
Of all slaves
A real humdinger
And a siren

So shall Medea
Social media
Play your tricks
And keep on pryin'

Look how tight
Your c*nt is
Stand amazed in awe
Sacred quimm
Whiskey ‘n' gin
Lap it straight up
Off of the floor.

JG Bonhomme,2016