Dross
by Jason John Bartholomew
Jul 30, 2017 · 1 min read
July 29, 2027
I’m. so tired of it
Everything
Every little fucking thing.
Just let it blow.
So sick of it
All of this
Every fucking little face
Shit spittle pie holes
Dont give a fuck
Thought i did
Course corrected now I don’t
What a stupid joke
Let it all blow
All blow away now
Let it all burn
Burn it down to the ground
Gonna watch it all go up in purple green smoke
Choking, Clutching Clawing at its own throat
Writhing and gasping, surrender the blue ghost
Step right up and take all thats yours
Be the first in line to claim all thats been earned
Isn’t it time you got all you so richly deserve?
Your just desserts.
So sick and tired
All of it
Every little fucking thing.
