Butterfly stroke through exitus
Show your teeth
Like an over-protective dog
In a gesture of unabashed defiance
Rabid and unexplained
In exchange for every blank stare
Battle the middle lane
With twitchy ticks
And internal dialogue
That urges:
"Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!"
To get ahead
You must take a head
Bite a head
Off at the neck
Think Genghis Khan
Meets Evil Kenevil
Some raving shiny rock star
Sparkling in sequent
And dried blood
Think Gladiator
Meets Olympics
Wait
(That would only make too much sense)
Minus the latent homosexuality
In our age
The Rust Age
Man love is not divine
It is not something the king should do
Not with pride
Even if there is a parade
Marching through our broken English
And ethics boards
There is just no place for screwing little boys
In the current administration
You can leave them headless
Or even penisless
But not in a blatantly sexual way
We call that 'predatorial'
But randomly selected by the war machine
You can have an orgasm on that later
Directly on it
So long as no one is watching
Night goggled
Infra-red scoped
Video surveillanced
Tape recorded
There are no adolescent sexual training camps here
Strictly carnage, thank you
To be a monster
Simply pray out loud
And flog yourself in public
The old fashioned kind of flogging
Where it's about penitence
Then change religions
Or
Just piss directly onto scripture
In the bookstore
In the "Religion" section
Unleash a stream
(Easier for men)
(But there are devices for women)
To cover the entire first and second row of the section
For martyrdom
Set yourself on fire
(and remain motionless)
To stay on top
Cherish a secret
Chastise one in another
And harbor resentment
Repeat if necessary
If needed
Covet your neighbor's wife
(it's usually needed)
Sign up for term life insurance
And get your money's worth
Demand it
For heaven's sake
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5.1.08
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