Were

I thought I was Sadder, now I thought my heart Broke even more I thought I was going through Pain and remorse But now I realize Things are just Back to the way they were  

Charade

Bullshit Bullshit liar nonsense Make some shit up like that One more time And you’ll know exactly Where I’m comin from Goddamn liar Pseudo human garbage Every single one of you Pretending This whole life has been One big Mediocre third grade play Charade

Kill Bill Vol. 3 Ballade of Becky’s Bullies

I quite enjoy Quentin Tarantino He is one of my favorites He seems to understand The raw sexual thrill Of watching women Kill men Theatrically I would very much enjoy Starring in a third volume Mr. Tarantino, please? I don’t have Excellent feet But I do have Excellent bullies As well as a Built-in gender […]

Beware of Motorcycles

My grandma On her deathbed Told my mom To tell me To beware of motorcycles Now I wonder If this isn’t some sort of Symbol worth avoiding Anywhere it appears I wonder if I shouldn’t be Afraid of the Motorcycle men Who are relatively unstable Meddling with affairs Beyond their comprehension Too proud to admit […]

Crowds

Usually When I’m in a crowd I fucking panic I resort to As many jokes As I can manage To fit into One conversation They all flop I embarrass myself I say things I don’t believe I say things I don’t mean I usually end With a thick accent As one last Desperate plea To […]