The Sucker

finally you give up a load
from your shoulder
the pleasing one that elf
that used to flatter you but you did not know at first
it has the mouth of a leech
the face of the boa
the skin of a porcupine
you see how it has hurt you
you dislodge it like a louse
and with your fingernails
you press it against the wall
it bursts
and so you go away satisfied with
your last laugh
here
revenge is sweeter....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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