what you said meant nothing
to you but far too
much to me

your casual disdain removes my
skin

No longer am I human,
I'm an open wound,
white, parabolic, infected with
years of same and worse,
every quantum of sensation magnified ornately 
into new species of SHIT

My vocal chords are inadequate to manufacture
the appropriate kind of scream

FUCK YOU doesn't even begin to capture it

There's nothing to do with this kind of feeling but 
put your teeth around its balls and 
CRUNCH