The spook who spoke

………..The spook who sat behind the door, heard more than what he bargained for, unusual hate even from a upright beast with hoofs and horns, executing covert plans to poison and imprison, to distort my vision, and destroy my ambitions, hate to see me fishing, so I instinctively spew hate cause I was splattered with it, wish it was a bullet out a gun, I’d hit you in the bladder with it, I’m not getting fatter with it, experiencing weight loss at a enormous cost, health issues due to stress, smoking cigarettes put this pain in my chest, the dynamics chiseled my perspectives, captivated captives are still kept once freed, they poisoned our seeds, that’s why there’s some corrections when we bleed.