by letting it out, smashing dishes all along the waterfall,
by taking punches at the tall oaks  right in their barks,
I've learned to kick dirt like a pro,
Billy Martin would be proud,
bless his soul,

I have begun to see life as a hard cruel duel
and want to feel something crunch under my heel,
until I look  in eyes again.
The toad I was gonna scrunch looked
like my ex,
and i thought,

something that ugly and *****, I have to
have compassion or empathy for, for I ain't really
no better.