I Consumed Him
To Kevin Arredondo, a.ka a ruly mistake
I consumed him
He licked the side of my solid-left-sided cheek,
in an attempt to distract myself from the obnoxious vibe he soaked himself in.
He handed me an iron - poorly “made in china,” “gold” ring,
with a missing “Diamond” that I saw sit in the plastic bag he found it in.
It was soaked in deceit, just like the life he made inside his head.
His mind eternally blurted out lies,
directing themselves into my ears:
“I have a yacht in Florida”
“Colleges have already sent me things, saying they want me for WELDING”
“I’m getting my car today,” ( what happened to all of that? )
He attempted to kiss me with breath,
that stunk like waste– {pizza hut pan pizza topped with garlic wings from bdubs}.
I practically dropped mints on his tongue daily;
like an acidhead seeking their everyday escapades,
not that they can’t afford a befitting vacation.
Routinely, he burned my ears with chief keef,
persistently claiming the song had something to do with our declining love.
I found a commonplace within the steadiness of his tardies,
be bought me flowers, red ones, not roses;
but a thoughtless, randomly chosen kind from “Jewel.”
At the end of the night,
he managed to seep his imperfect face into my shoulder,
with a repulsive look as he whines regarding his tire.
They looked at me in laughter,
recognizing the bleak dullness buttoning down on our relationship.
The unattractiveness of his mind,
took over the imperative feelings I secured within him;
bringing callousness that only lead to a greater understanding.
Inflicting only poignancy to an average soul,
I engaged exuberance to myself,
and this is what I found to be satisfaction.
