Sunday, April 8, 2012

12. Deadly Sevenling: Wrath

Fat Bat sucks all the honey from my tea,
wraps his gamey wings around my face
and squeezes til the world is leather-red.

Fuck you.  I'll smash my mug against the wall,
wishing my rooibos into blood.  I'll chitter
a bat-nose song:  You stink.  I hope you die.

Bat scratches me; I'll rip my claws through you.

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