Intimidation

Heart wrenching,
Soul busting,
Burning spirit,
Swelling inside like toxic indigestion.
Salty breath, it tastes of sweat and decay,
Nervous twittering,
Stomach convulses.
Fire climbs the ladder of my throat
Inside an inner core that will someday burst
With anger or excitement.
It is underneath
Like saltwater taffy, tempting you to want more.
The urge,
Addicting
And fatal.

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In the Fall of '98, I took a writing course and this was one of the many creations that sprung from the course. My professor was not so kind as my friends were with it, because he was of the belief that poetry is supposed to be concrete, that's it's supposed to have a set idea or picture. Well, I am not above criticism, but believe that you can write whatever you want, however you want.

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