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Invective
The invective one chooses
razor sharp words that harm
with their sound and bite.
Lashing with tongue until
ears and hearts bleed.
Never has the power of the tongue
been so effective in
this invective onslaught.
The roots lie deep within the emitter,
raging torrents of ill feeling
within the invective one's being.
They are honed razor sharp and jagged
on the way up, and dabbed with
the venous poison of rattle snakes,
to inflect lasting damage and suffering
and to kill their prey slowly.
As they emit from the tongue
in a spitting action
the emitters face is
raging, flaming ruddy red,
steaming with invectiveness and bile.
Convulsed to blast out the words
with the force of dragon,
and weight or a thousand rhinos charging.
But, the invective ones
are not inventive and lack
the guile and cunning of
the snarky, snide, cynical sarcastic one
the words of which hurts more.
For the pain inflicted by these
emanates deep within the inflicted ones
soul, spirit and being.
Where it's designed to hurt
in a derived way without
leaving an external wound.
The invective one's lance is blatant,
up-front, in your face.
It can be parried away and blocked
with the shield of a thick-skin.
But alas, for the subtle stab of sarcasm
there is not such defense
for the pain arises deep within
the victim's psyche.
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