Biological

By Sarah Colleen (s.c.)

pure evil in the 

form of a man:

an old man,

a withering man,

a forgetful man,

a negligent man. 

may all your earthly

wishes come true

because the pits of hell

will blissfully welcome you

in a hue of raging blue.

the wider you smile,

the deeper my frown.

i’m happy you’re alive,

so in your regret, you’ll drown.

please don’t worry 

about me or the trees,

or the whispers on the breeze.

all the beauty 

becomes swallowed up by you;

a blackhole of sleaze.

years have past and time went on.

I was never more

than another regret,

nothing to you; never to you.

you, who can do no wrong. 

no accountability taken,

your battles fought for you.

you’ll never own up to anything. 

a coward,

a bastard,

a drunk.

far worse than he was,

the paternal rage you wished 

you’d never inherit

surpassed years ago.

I will never forget,

and you may never care.

I will find you in every man,

and I will seize that part of him

by the throat; watching,

laughing, as your skin turns purple,

and you beg for mercy.

I hope I eat at you,

like a parasite who sucks the life

from its host.

I hope you weep about me and

I hope you wish things were different.

I hope your bones shatter

and your hair thins.

I hope your grave is lonely

and I hope, more than anything,

that one day you will no longer define me.

and the day will come when you’re nothing 

but ash and brittle bones.

rotten daisies will scatter about your headstone. 

“here lies toxic waste-

so loved,

so cherished;

oh how he will be missed.”

By Sarah Colleen (s.c.)