MICHAEL MARROTTI

MICHAEL MARROTTI

MOTHER

Perspiration

accompanied

my arrival

to the house

of discord

disorders

and disbelief

Clammy hands

are incapable

of opening

stubborn doors

I knocked

three times

one for each

personality disorder

that waits

fermenting

like cheap vodka

Stereotypical behavior

by the one who

never made it to

the twelfth step

After

the third glass

of hundred proof

came malicious

comments

that would disrupt

the most content

of smiles

I left

the same way

I came

trying to retain

what was before

this thirteenth hour

FATHER

A bleached out

black flag

the food stamp king

has got himself

a credit card

A straight trip

to the system

the door only

swings one way

enter now

but do it meekly

embrace

with a smile

even when it hurts

The Vagina

reigns supreme

rebellion is

overrated

her body

is a sermon

he now has a belief

I detest God

for not killing

the queen

Empty pockets

rags to riches

is it the power

of pussy

or the power

of money

The man here

before me

is a stranger

though we share

the same last name

it's like gazing

into a broken mirror

we have nothing

in common

Some would speak

of evolution

whereas I would

denounce the source

for taking away

the only thing

that blew air

into my lungs

Produced this

contemptuous heart

that beats

this caustic blood

Gave me a name

then renounced

his heritage

to appease

the other side

of this invitation

for doors that were

never opened

and should forever

remain that way

DEATH TO THE GEMINI

Her place

in the sun

is lost in

the shadows

Razor blades

speak clearly

when words

won't suffice

Stuck in a

nightmare

dreams of

America

surrounded

by strangers

death to the

Gemini

All she holds

sacred is a

curse to us all

The perception

of a moron

will never

acquaint

the light

She's exactly

the same as

what she

vehemently

hates

Like mother

like daughter

the only

difference

is the mother

has a brain

MICHAEL MARROTTI

MICHAEL MARROTTI is an American author from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania with a chemical imbalance and lack of patience. His writing has propagated the small press like chlamydia in Beechview. He's been faithfully volunteering at the Light Of Life Rescue Mission for the past three years now, the man believes in action. Check him out at https://insipidpressblog.wordpress.com/