POETRY

chickenshit angel

Come on ya celestial fuck
you know I kin kick yer ass
so don’t gimme none o’ yer sass
ya pinned me last time – that was luck
gonna think you was hit by a truck
dis mortal here’s got balls o’ brass
les just step outside onna grass
think yer so tuff, I say you suck
what’ya mean you don’t wanna fight?
yer chicken! yer yella! yer queer!
les settle dis thing here t’night
naw it’s me talkin’ not da beer
holy shit! da bastard took flight
who else can I wrassle in here?

matt landers 05/04