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Vituperation

It’s nothing

But acridity

And asperity

And mordancy

And acerbic wits

Along with

Nasty smiles

And icy glares

And vindictiveness

And maliced spite;

But don’t

Count me out

In this domestic

Exercise in futility

It strengthens

My sarcasm

And apathy

And inability

To give a fuck…

All this malevolence

In a contained

Household

Boiling over to

A scalding tantrum,

All screaming

My, aren’t we

Having so

Much

Fun?

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Twelve Kilometres: Epilogue

Both soles are screaming to be put out

As the fires in my feet spread, no doubt

Walking a million miles, was it worth it?

The answer hangs unsure against heat

Though the question remains unbroken

I walk on a boulevard of glass and nails

All prejudices and kvetch left unspoken

My trembling sprained legs carry the trail.

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Mock the Weak: PG Edition

You call me a bitch like it’s a bad thing
You call me a freak, like that means something
Can’t get your way, so you’re so pissed off!
I think we know the rest, but get it off your chest!

~*~

Cross me, pin me on one

See you at my crosshairs

Crossroads, wrong paths

So deal with me, you dare

Maybe you’ll stop staring

With a frown on your face

When you stop swimming

On the shit that you made

Oh I’m sorry, am I too rude?

Well fuck, I don’t care, I say

I inherited this crap attitude

From your gene pool anyway

If you got stupid issues, then

Just mail it to press release

Don’t turn a knife on my skin

To scratch latest news piece

You’re slipping on delusions

Get a grip, start being sober

Your power’s just disillusion

Sorry, but your game is over

‘Cause you just can’t piss off

A man who’s really having fun

And you can’t fuck over a guy

Who in the first place, is done.

~*~

I don’t give a shit
I love it when you call me a bitch
Like it’s a bad thing!

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