Hello, Asocial

By CausticChlorine

What melts on swollen tongues? 

Is it spun sugar, scented candles, 
or spiced rum? 

Trick question. 

These things don't melt away
they cake around your gums, 
and teeth. 

Sugar glazed enamel tastes of candied 
failure. 

Scented candles mold to rotting roots.

Spiced rum spends away the sentiment 
of your trauma bank, certain memories 
only relived so many times. 

What soothes swelling gums?

Is it the ice sweating out a thousand cold 
shoulders, the mawkish weight of empathy,
or best yet, Alceste's faulty philanthropy?

No.

Does anything sell your pain down the river?

No. 

Won't you ever answer back for what you
don't deliver?

No.

Will you ever apologize to your liver?

No. 



 

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Copyright 2018 CausticChlorine
Published on Monday, February 5, 2018.     Filed under: "Poetry"

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Inner thoughts.
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  • Dilated View On Tuesday, February 6, 2018, Dilated View (480)By person wrote:

    I used to apologize to my liver all the time but then one day it told me "whatever man you got liver life" I guess it really knew how to filter the bullshit and get to the point. Interesting read, enjoyed the format you chose to present this with. :)

  • CausticChlorine On Tuesday, February 6, 2018, CausticChlorine (104)By person wrote:

    Thank you very much. Mine just complain at me from time to time.

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