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They live with me, it can't be helped.
September 11, 2014
I gave myself indegestion, so bitter,
it writhed around in my belly; an insatiable fury attempting to devour my whole.
I ate too quickly because a minute more
in the company of those whom I supposedly
cherish and love,
would have been an inferno eternity,
not dissimilar to Satan's charcoal hearth.
I hate and they me with dead eyes
and pursed lips.
Choking out criticisms when it seemed neccessary
to establish some sort of contact between eachother.
Living a dead existence in the same Godforsaken hovel.
I guess it was just keeping up appearances for the cat.
© Ethan F., Marblehead, MA
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I wrote this poem when I fought with my family about not wanting to eat dinner in front of the tv, I was made regardless to eat in front of the tv and so ate quickly, giving myself the dreaded indegestion. I was feeling disollutioned with the concept of 'family' and despairing for that word, as I clutched the pen between my angry fingers.
It was a terrible night.
I woke up crying they'd died in a car crash and in living with my Grandmother I was unable to play my music really loud. I don't know what I was more upset about, my family or the music. The volume of the music.