Flabbergasted
I am flabbergasted. I can’t stand your mouths flapping. You won’t shut up. You don’t get why you don’t work. And I hate the way you chew. My neck and wrists are swelling, red, tearing. I am flabbergasted. Anything divided by zero equals zero and you don’t know how to live with your nothingness. It’s never nothing to me. I am so flabbergasted. My skin is tearing and I’m still on a leash, so please humor me. I’ve been alone all this time. And I can’t stand that this WON’T WORK! So I’ll punch a hole into your head, With slit eye and hiss Leaving you, flabbergasted too. Like you should be. Like you always are.