‘>The words slip from her lips like drool,
,>Gathering at her chin,
            Reaching,
            Twisting
            Around each other,
            Yearning
o    To rest in the pools of forgotten phrases.

      We bypass these with little but disgust
      <,        As our mouths continue to froth,
       .         Each drop
                 Mixing
       o        With the senseless sewage.

;>Slowly her salival sequence rises into spiteful spittle.
The song of her voice gradually fluctuates upward
In anger,
Contempt.

~>Her words splash into me
Each syllable
#          Sizzling
My skin.
Like acid rain, the vowels
-           Pelt
Upon my person.
The consonants continue
            Carving
Craters in my chest.

<*A silent liquid from my eyes meets these assaults,
“*”     shining,
          As it dribbles past
*( _ ) My tightened cheeks and
         falls
         To cower in
0       The dismal pool of words.

~~~~ Her words are flooding me,
The letters racing through my swelling throat.

{This}
/    \      Geyser of Words
Will drown me.

Then the tide pulls back,
Hesitates,
Receding
Finally as she slams the door.

              I am left a melted pile of wax
                  soaking in the murky depths