what is it to be human
Papa Patriarch won’t gnaw my chicken legBecause I arrived quite dead — outside my perfect eggDid you think our…
Dirty deeds are done
Odessa Li’l, for thee I sing.Protection rackets, it’s a thing.Of course I paid for my TVs.Bone spurs be damned; I…
What wise forefathersonce gave, Gucci-loafered fauxfathers take away.
A circle of jerksGetting their jollies,Handing each otherPorcelain dollies.
When oil company executives,
and corrupt politicians