Poems Futuristic, Romantic, and Painful🧨💔

FREEZE-FRIED BY INDIFFERENCE 🥵

Temps are too extreme to wrestle,
And since you’re committed to kill,
I have a mortar & pestle that will.
It kills by grinding pounds of flesh
Until ground into mounds on grounds
Full of contagions and far from fresh.
I prefer the death it tolls to the sound
Of drowning in the violence of silence
And indifference, not even love or hate.
So, I can barely wait until my Dying Date❣️
Why? There’s no need to consult the skies
When the answer’s clear in your clouded eyes:
You’re an affront and a front of an arctic blast
So cruel, fast, hot, cold, and whiplash crass,
You freeze-fried this disaster-harassed lass‼️