I've always found it funny
when those who insist
on telling you
what to do
get the needle
when you say
'*******'

but
what is the sauce for the goose
is the noose around your neck.

it can only scar me
and that doesn't scare me.

Wednesday and the clock ticks on
midnight and the day will be gone
I'll still be here
rattling the chains,
and moaning
like the wind.