spaghetti man

[jkdavies]

you streak of pasta piss,

virtually useless fucker

without heat, wetness, you are brittle

easily snapped into fragments.

when you are done you cling,

wanting to stick, to stay

inside my convulsing walls.

you are bland, you taste

of nothing.

You fill me up but

it is me that adds flavour.

Today, arrabiata,

tomorrow, you go back

to your ground up dusty future.

[Jamie Hogan]

I don't know the guy, and would like to think I'm nothing like him. So why am I cowering?

[Glen Green]

Outstanding. I love your last sentence. You sound like Shiva The Destroyer.

[Jenny]

Love the way you use your metaphor throughout - very creative - very effective. Just great.

[Teresa]

Date a writer, a clever devilish writer who wants to gulp you in private and in public, wants you even more. Why a writer? Because he'll get you. Creativity isn't brittle (only death, weak bones and these guys). This was fantastic.

[Bonnie]

well, WOW! I'm angry now too! Excellent spewing, spitting him away.