Prick
always runs from the truth
can’t leave well enough alone
has no desire to build or create
does more harm with a lie than a knife or gun
never admits to having horns and a tail
filled to the brim with subtext
wants others to do the explaining
will stab you in gest
spends a lifetime trying to prove otherwise
finds it feeble to give an apology
will sleep with just about anything
will bury you for free
Copyright © Ricky Muse | Year Posted 2020
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