Savium Saliva

misanthrope

inane and vast
i awoke with the memories of a girl i never had
recollections of vapid conversation and repeated questions...
drained and stolid i remember;

insinuations were made
i was suppose to rise
and please you with reply
but my mind was deviant, absent...

the silent crowd returned
stoically and calm i sat
harvesting your insecurity
hating amongst insipient ‘toxicated lovers

your jejune and sickening eyes
could only leave me serene and snide
those pathetic and meretricious attempts could only,
embody my wish to bash your head to the table.

oh, this haughty attraction for decay...
tedium will get the better of me
i waive myself to phlegm and the vile
and release my provisional grasp for...
dissonance.

- C.M.H.