8.24.2023 - Like a Pen Cap

8.24.2023
Like a Pen Cap

Bared teeth in gnashing aggression
I feel you piece my fragile flesh
Gnawing for the meat of me
Absentminded devouring of my being
And you sit there ignoring it
Or failing to see it for the reality
To you, I am merely a mute object
No matter my screams, I’m muffled
Inside your mouth, howling at your earless teeth
Like a battered Bic pen cap
Soon to be discarded
At least then, I shall retain the satisfaction
Of knowing how the ink will bleed into everything you have