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This is not any good, just angry.

by Jolie Jordan

Bloody
and resembling pulp,

Dripping with 5th grade
tattletale sarcasm
your intentions
ring true
and clear
(even though I know,
I'm stumbling here.)

Forgive me, but

Imagine me in a liquor-fueled rage
confident as all hell
slipping sweet goodbyes to your insides,
as I twist the knife in your throat.

11/13/2010

Author's Note: Happy as all hell, another drink please, bartender. I'll call that cab after one more.

Posted on 11/13/2010
Copyright © 2025 Jolie Jordan

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Steve Michaels on 11/14/10 at 03:30 AM

I wish I could remember to call the cab. Nice write!

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 11/23/10 at 08:09 PM

Gotta love a last stanza like that one. Bloody, wonderful work.

Posted by Nadia Gilbert Kent on 12/07/10 at 06:49 AM

Ever-cathartic, missy.

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