THE KISS OF A RANCID MOUTH

'I'll stand my turn
for a kiss
from the rancid mouth

It's in my mind
like a cancker
beckoning me to
respond to it's
sublime sulpherous seep

Diabolo's cheer from
the deep swelling
depths of rancid
emotion

rise up to
drown
the wicked clear
messages
I'm trying to mouth
soundlessly

to the man
who doesn't
weep
and spits out
disdain
endlessly'

(you know who you are...)

Ellie LaCrosse