My poetry/ The pie

That pie you gave me was the insane root

I ate it heartily anyhow

It was fiery red, with brilliant fashion

And seduced me to chomp, chew, devour

Smeared like a powdered sugar donut

I licked the whites lovingly, longingly

With such candour

Until the earth danced a merry twinkle

The stars started their beaming tentacles

Anticipating with bated breath

Snuffing her last gasp into a blurry whirl

My mind became a kaleidescope, fragmented

Distended into a tortured masterpiece

Delighted in disperse

I cherished that pie you gave me

Every bite simmered with the heat

Flashbacks of a secondary fable

Mixed with the salt from my bloodied tongue

As I chomped, chewed devoured

Every speck of that arsenic laced

Bitter- spectacular sweet pie

I felt the pallor of my skin rise slowly

Eagerly lapping to the cresendo of my heart

With the echoes of the loud tick tock

Like the smattering of guns with roses

Bloodied rose,divine thorns

Then all was still.