Bad Tooth

Bad Tooth

I can taste the pus in my mouth;
My hate like tooth ache!
A pain that wreaks havoc in my soul;
Liquid flame burning in my veins.
Plain to see in the ink that drips;
Rage scratching at that page.
My pen the stem of a poisonous tree;
I hate thee!
I’ll pull you out and bury you!

©️Didier Beaugrand