Sucker
I was called
to watch your
mouth and I
harkened to the call
why do you
latch on to
the nipples of
time guzzling pus
issuing from her sores
they said that
time is the
healer of wounds
but I see
that the wounds
of time never heal
I am a
witness to her pain
I tearfully see
ragged lines upon
lines rearing red
blistered lips running through
please tell those
empty blamers queueing
behind you that
their mouths smell
like their backsides too
© uzo nwamara
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