mixed and hit
born as an insult
driven like a mad diesel
across
the parking lot of another
fucking strip mall that no one is
interested in
torn and trapped
ruptured at the gut
and bleeding
like a badger caught in steel trap
fighting for its godforsaken life
dipped beneath a lake of blood
until your eyes bulge and pop with the
pressure that fixes the tension in your left eye
held on for far too long
with all the positive speak and
happy plastic bananas
fucking one another
into believing they've got something
to work with
everyone believing they have value in this
heap pile of shit and sarcasm, licking
the pussies of their peers
for fear of being called out
not everyone is meant for this
not everyone has something
to offer
and it doesn't do a damn bit of good
telling them otherwise
it's a crapshooter making faces at the dice
for not turning over they way
they intended
it's a game of chance when you haven't
brought a fucking thing to the table.
it's a belief that everyone has an equal chance
when they don't even have faith
in our differences
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