Get me to the emergency room,
There’s venom in my veins,
It courses,
Seething with every heartbeat,
Bubbling,
Effervescent,
The venom is in my blood,
And my blood is the venom.
Cut me with your dirty looks and superfluous words,
Blood will spurt out,
Taking to the air like a lunging beast,
You’ll be drenched in hatred,
In bitterness,
In mania,
The venom will take hold,
And you’ll become as me.
Bleeding, but enduring.
Rancorous, but grounded.
A Human, but a monster.
WorldofHarley 
Forget the emergency room…embrace the venom.
Embrace it, you say? 😛
The Oldschool Harlequin
Excellent work, Harley. Might be one of my favorites. If you’d be so kind, check out my poem “Urban Coyote” and tell me what you think. Stay crazy!
Thank you kindly! You think so? That’s fantastic to hear/read!
I’d be happy to my friend!
The Oldschool Harlequin
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Venom in the Veins