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I am disgust

I can churn stomachs, with a stench of truth 
An abscess filled with maggots, pus profuse
As I feed off gunk, new nerve ends take root
Raw language in my words, not gross abuse 
Yes! I am disgust, old wounds fear my fruit 


To late for contest

Copyright © David Kavanagh | Year Posted 2024

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I Am Anaya Date: 8/21/2024 3:23:00 PM Curious to know what makes this form a Sicilian, heehee. I felt revulsion thus got the job done. Login to Reply David Kavanagh Date: 8/21/2024 3:31:00 PM I honestly don’t know Anaya, just followed the definition more or less lol! Natures little cleaners always seem to be filthy little blighters, but hey they get the job done, cheers David

Paula Goldsmith Date: 8/19/2024 9:51:00 AM Only 5 lines but a powerful write. Enjoy your day with fun writing away............. Login to Reply David Kavanagh Date: 8/19/2024 10:35:00 AM Thanks so much Paula, was delighted when this one came together, missed the contest deadline, ah well it happens sometimes, cheers David

Tom Cunningham Date: 8/19/2024 7:44:00 AM You made me reach for the bucket lol, but you're spot on David. Shame you missed the deadline. Tom Login to Reply David Kavanagh Date: 8/19/2024 8:18:00 AM Thanks Tom, I finished it late last night, and fell asleep, contest filled up pretty fast, the brutal truth I’m afraid lol! Cheers David

Lin Lane Date: 8/19/2024 5:36:00 AM Well, that was very disgusting to read. Lol. Nasty but symbolic. Login to Reply David Kavanagh Date: 8/19/2024 5:52:00 AM Heya Lin, apparently what disgusts us most can have great healing properties, maggots and leeches are often used in hospital environments to help clean up infected open wounds, that have become resistant to antibiotics, always some method to my madness, lol! cheers David