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Insecurities Recipe

warning Gory and explicit about Suicide

Insecurities Recipe

Spaghetti brains 
or maybe its a mop 
covered in prego sauce 
but wait I heard a shot
pots and pans spilled 
all over the floor: bLoOd
the smell of ground beef, covers the walls, SpLaTtErEd
Or is it flesh, who knows ?
the chef is laying
on the floor, face down 
The heat in the kitchen must've been to much,  displayed by the bullet shell, Yes only one, Suicide for lunch, his life wasn't the only thing lost
but also my appetite, Gone 
Spaghetti brains 

 

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Tony Taylor

GEEZ LOUISE!! ROB!!....the imagery presented here is overwhelmingly detailed and gory!!.....maybe you should put a warning on this piece ~ "Not For The Faint Of Heart".......Wow!!....I have never read a suicide poem quite like this!!.....It will stand out in my memory....that's for sure!!......PINNED!! because I feel I must!!......Powerfully penned dear poet brother!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo  : )

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RG

Good idea Tony , I failed to consider..... I'll do that now, thank you , coming from you  "Unique" is a huge compliment . Thanks for the read and support and ... good advice :) ~Rob 

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