TEAR IT APART. Beat it like there's candy in the center
We Are
We are warriors with
marshmallow armor and
black licorice boots
A field of stuffed animals poses
an easy target
seams splitting,
buttons, bits and pieces
of synthetic flesh
and cotton carnage
We are merciless
a toast to Mr. Teddy
whose black diamond eyes
used to sparkle with such enviable
joy, mischief and life
now reservoirs of misery
at the bottom of a ditch
no stone to grace his grave
We are monsters
chaos and hatred
sleep-over often
snuggling together in
the black den of our hearts
Like a storm of cherry gum-drops
we pelt our adversaries
ruthlessly, incessantly
Until
They
Fall
We are evil
like a liter of newly born
kittens we emerge
bloodthirsty
licking our paws in
vicious
feline
anticipation
sinking our claws into anything
that stands in our way
