Rotting corpse

ROTTING CORPSE

Knives to the nose and eyes

Cant see you face anymore

Too much mess to recognise

Who you were before

The smell burns my nose

Your rotting corpse in my yard

You pushed and pushed me

Till the day came when you pushed too hard

Your rotting corpse is a reminder to me

Of the times you stopped me from trying to be free

Now you're nothing but a memory

And a slowly disintergrating body

I will only tollerate so much annoyance

Before the rubber band snaps in your face

Leaving you as nothing more than a rotting corpse

Buried out behind my place.

Angela M OBrien

17/6/11