here come the very bad men in their chevrolets with bullet holes and their sketchy postures sunglasses cover their eyelids so no one can see their fear creep onto the table in violent outbursts they broke a few bones on their rise to consumption of the innocent the birth of a disease that fills their lungs and spreads like blue fire here come the very bad men who disregard your feelings and line you up in the junkyard just to behead you and leave you in with the plague ridden rats and the corruption their abduction of you won’t make the news because they know every outlet and they know how to burn a body and they know the method to make people not ask questions no further explanations no secret recommendations their clocks tick like unnerving bombs ready to explode we all love the very bad men because they rid of our cities’ enemies with their own hands so the citizens don’t need to get theirs ******
they’re coming to capture you
haven’t posted in a hot minute. school has left me with no purpose and sadness. kinda too bummed out to be writing poetry. but i did write this the other day, i was just too lazy to post. enjoy this poem that i wrote inspired by my favorite show rn. school sux.