Who you are with       does not define       who you are.             Rather it defines       who you can become,     from the rubble...

She’s a speed freakA lunatic whoreOften called a horny hagShe’ll fuck-face the deadNecroslutMultiple lobotomiesDoomsday inside her headSwimming in tormentSuicideReleasing her from anguish

For those I hateFucking hellBeneath the skinAn open woundThirsty for blood, hunger for fleshScattered carnageWriggling torsosPungent, infested diseaseBrain candy for dessertVomiting repugnanceTo die again

My one regret is the bloodline I derived fromI’m not a pedigree or a monkey’s uncleMy father is a penniless swamiMy mother is a peace creepWe live up the river,near a civil war battle groundWhen there is a downwind,the...