Me in the eyes.
Looks so deep, my butt
Quivers in angst.
Maybe it fancies looking
Past my flesh to feel
My ribs in her mouth.
Her unconditional hate
For me, must have turned
Into a juicy fetish and
She must be waiting
For my ready demise.
Every time my landlord
Plays fetch with her,
Looking at my direction-
She bites the ball so hard,
My soul from previous
Life feels threatened.
She seems to have
Created a hiccup in my
Existence already, and I
Take the lord's name-
Every time I sneeze like
My grandma did to ward
Off possible evil.
The little bastard has
Kicked out atheism in me.
I wonder what kind of
Evangelism is this.