Michael Marrotti

Bacterial Infection

Not given
enough
to love
falling
into hate

The subtlety
of a middle
finger

Frown lines
upon the
faces

Tainted juices
flowing through
the strip

Kisses
that taste
like penicillin

Confessions
of a
promiscuous
mind

Degenerate
priests
reciting a
sermon

This love
has gone
to waste

All that’s left
is a bacterial
infection

Marrotti

¬†Michael Marrotti is an author from Pittsburgh using words instead of violence to mitigate the suffering of life in a callous world of redundancy. His primary goal is to help other people. He considers poetry to be a form of philanthropy. When he’s not writing, he’s volunteering at the Light Of Life homeless shelter on a weekly basis. If you appreciate the man’s work, please check out his blog:www.thoughtsofapoeticmind.blogspot.com¬†for his latest poetry and short stories.