Shunned

never
in my life
have I've heard
anything good
escape your mouth
in regards to me

I am a shit stained smear  
at the bottom of your loafers
bird shit droppings atop
your prized buntal brim

your eyes for me
holds no sparkle
or joy or love
for that matter
only contempt
at the thought
that I am your seed

you spit phlegm
in spite
of my existence
a regurgitated reminder
of you

there are no complexities
in truth
of procreation

I am the
mirrored continuance
of your self hate
at war with myself

in a battle
where no one
the victor

covered in
shit stained shame
a biblical bum
resign
to live life
shunned
at the bottom
of your shiny
brand
new
shoes