gut pinching

you have presented me your goblets of arson
and like tethered lambs slaughtered me in a sadist’s finesse
not for meat to eat but a meat to crave
and your craving can only end if you tame the bleeding
of your own gut that is hampered by a string of thorned roses
and thorned caprices that interfere with your gullet and you
spew so inadequately and indecently that I felt a layman
accomplished more by a certain disciplined famished pinch

you were a glutton to nothing but yourself
and in your excesses you made me weep
some acid rain that deprecated and demarcated by own statues.▬

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