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.

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