Dross

by Jason John Bartholomew

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.

jason john bartholomew

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