Peace rim, gristle in the kitchen
my next shot might not be my last
pour favors onto the glistening rain drops
gently clashing into the sparse winter snows
I foresee no escapade
just a magnet
attracting

this baton will smack them around
beaten senseless into severed souls
carver of the sandwich
separating lunch meat from processed bread
...and the rest of the ugly trimmings

not yours to invoke
not yours to comment upon, either
you look for it and find a trap
swoosh, there go the blades
into a void that smiles nicely!

Fond of your slaves?
A little too much paint on that black market
these are the melting
the fat and under-rated
both and another
specialties
unnatural selections
go back to your parents please, we don't need the obnoxious input
get out

I don't wait for it
I have been waiting for it until this morning
I don't sin  for you
I have been sinning without you for gracious families
that would rather dig themselves a ditch
to operate from
and plunder the treasure underfoot
surely there is something truthful down here
in the wet and brown
pink! at least
that a worm or something cuter?

Get on with your entertainment value
you made a whole season of this nonsense yeah I've been watching for months
can't get enough
you are a GAS, man
a cloud of toxic gas
and now I'm choking on it