“A slice of my heart, good Sir?”

“A slice of my heart, good Sir?”

By Hector M. Rivera

11/7/2013

A slice of my heart, good Sir?

The contents are Sweet and Bloody.

I dig the graves where bodies lay,

from far and wide thieves plunder.

It must appear quite foul to thee

The sword and arrows dangle,

the rotten meat oozes beads

green snot and mucus udders.

Rightly so, the barbs do flow

and hatred fills the air.

The clichés swim and fight to win

they fight to breathe some air.

Devout demons grab their feet

and seek to pull them down.

Bludgeon them, and Bludgeon them

predatory posturing,

pompous and most foul.

A poet wins when he is hated

how you like me now?

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