I am God himself

I saw her from the very outskirts of my vision
How she scrutinised the room with complete precision

She was new and unused, polished principles pristine
Sewn with solitary silence, clearly new to the scene

Like bodily fluids; tears to bile
She was the sorrow water, I was acid so vile.

With every solemn whimper, clear water edging to the ground
With every voracious swallow, enzymes breaking matter down

Bearing a judge of character of a delirious five year old
I wandered in her direction with footsteps numbingly cold

And like a drink I spilled myself
Leaving petty inhibitions on the shelf.

I offered her everything I had
And she looked at me like I was stark-raving mad

The system clearly had a glitch
I know I can sell shit to the rich!

"Who the fuck do you think you are?"
She exclaimed in spite malignity
I replied "Why I am God himself, show me heaven and I'll pay you in ecstasy.."

She called me a complete disgrace
And I blew smoke into her face

Her insults washed over anorexic bones
"Sticks and stones, babe, sticks and stones"

Such a colourful mouth for one so pure
An over heated core softly wrapped in demure

I now watch this girl through tinted glass
How she expects the world to kiss her ass

And in her office with papers stacked to the sky
She dreams of drugs and getting high...

Poem by InsideOutGirl

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