Rejecting the Sensibilities of Fear

I choke on poison ivy
It is the only plant in this world
I've half a tooth
Not inclined to biting
"Chew on this for a while!"

Too many hands for other loads
They've got their business packed
Here I am when the leaves aren't falling
Flowers only bloom for the florists
Bare sticks, dirty stones
A wordless world of guff

I won't embrace the sensibilities of fear
I'll only play doom by id

2016 Piemerica
Lyrics & Poems
Written by Michael Reyes
April 23, 2016