L. K. Thayer

Rookie (Fargo, North Dakota)

Slay Me - Poem by L. K. Thayer

patience is a vulture
preying upon
my hysteria
out damn spot
out of the corners
of my mouth
out of my mind
ferocity is wagging
a tail to and fro
from belly
to beast
shaking the follicles
of my weary existence
into the dawn of my
depression virtues clinging
like wax paper on a
cookie sheet
I ride the rooftops
and climb the fire escapes
looking for fire breathing
out from their caves
out from under their rocks
out of an instance
become what you slay
slay me with your words
and tongue sharpening
like a dagger cutting
to the chase
slay me
I’m yours

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 21, 2010

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