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Dec 2017
"Can you help me with this?"

Turning my way
Both confident and beautiful
She forfeits her pride
And two AA batteries

"Please?"

I destroy her completely
Reduce her to ashes
I am fearless, I am music
I am murderous laughter

"...."

In a moment her voice
First muddled and low
Snaps into focus
Railroads my daydream

"I can't get them in"

I am
Unmatched....
In my passion
For this woman

"Nuclear holocaust"

Safe in a whisper
It crawls along slow
Sloth-like and stealthy
Avoiding disaster

"I'm sorry?"

She summons the nerve
Stands by the notion
Miles are between us
She's hard pressed to know

"I am too..."

I hand her the proof
Of how useless she is
Batteries in place
Everything working

"Thanks a bunch!"

My rage is unwonted
My violence inevitable
I am revenge in the aftermath
I become it completely

"You're welcome"

Maybe tomorrow...
Or a day spent without
Free pizza and root beer
Champagne in the break room
In my mind, Alice is a severely unhinged person who uses anger at the intellectually inferior as a scapegoat for an actual, murderous hatred of women. This hatred more than likely developed before she became a woman herself. I'm not sure what possessed me to write this. It's certainly a foreign perspective.
The Turn Phrase Kid
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The Turn Phrase Kid  30/M/Sometimes Below
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