What to do with this rage?
The red, jaw-strained,
fingernails penetrating
palm epidermal layers,
the sizzling flashes
of this wick of bomb,
these bursts, these flames!
What the fuck do I do
with this rage?
The world is officially insane,
auditing kids in their pants
‘cause pretty girls might be trans
and what does that say about them?
Protect life until it takes a breath:
anti-worker, anti-disabled
anti-old age and anti-veteran.
My rage is ragey,
my filter is breaking!
Fuck you low-IQ losers,
you’re so fucking stupid
voting against The People,
yes, yourself included.
Just stay the fuck away
or my rage
will find its place.
