Words

The words
stark naked
stripped of
the shiny
smooth veneer of
civilization

came up to me
and stopped
askance
at my knees


like a
multitude
of hungry
unclothed
children
clamouring
begging
wailing

bereft of
their sugary
sweetness
that senses
and
fake
goodness
coat them

the words
in their
harsh
bitterness
filled
my insides
with repulsive
bilious matter

without the
masking
of their
hurtful
sentiments
they shot
towards me
with the
deadly accuracy of
 missile heads
on a mission.

I stood
alone
the only
target
in vision.