Have you ever even loved?
Could you look a fascist in the eye and jerk him off in plain sight, so swollen and confused, and get pissy about your views until you're cokehead-loquacious and dizzily confused.
You've got a chip up your ass and upon your shoulder too.
Would you spit in Little Lucy's face because she watches the movie Frozen and she wants to be a princess even though Disney employs nearly genocidal business practices?
If the answer is yes, I tell you, you're dead to me.
Pop a squat over John Lennon's grave.
Vilified misogynist Guantanamo Bay.
Have you ever parsed the meaning of "a wage slave"?
Declaring war on ideas while they chip away at twenty-hour workday Frito-Lay daze.
Never tasting the luxury of light rays.
I want the government dead as much as the next poet.
Is the skin-on-skin too much?
Have you loved?
Restless union caught between two nymphs inside a second dream.
Jungian referenced therapy baptized by a Big Gulp.