It's a Pleasure [and] Vena Cava, Inferior

[Stelle Cadenti]

It's a Pleasure

The blood tends to drip
----------when I wear my heart
--------------------on my
-------------------------sleeve
Hot and sticky, my fingers
---------congeal
-------------------into your
------------------------handshake



Vena Cava, Inferior

I pissed on your grave today
when you went ahead
----------and died
Made me dig up all the pansies
----------that bloomed
--------------------in the spring.
I wrote your epitaph in magic marker
when you closed your
----------goddamn eyes.
The rain washed it away.
You never were
----------a talker
I sowed the ground with salt today
so I'll never see your face
----------growing out
--------------------from my petunias,
when your heart couldn't keep the beat.
I'll still hear it in the rain.
I pissed on your grave today.  

[Joonbong]

I like the second poem. It's funny. xd  

[thomulus]

lol yeah, the second one is funny, and cruel smile . Where did you get the motivation for this?  

[Stelle Cadenti]

Motivation? I was absolutely sick of reading mourning poetry.