Americans stroll softly in spongy mindset with little-to-no residual quip. [Shenequa is my middle name except that I spell it with a T at the end. Paige is my extra middle name except that I spell it with a B & 2 E's & I accent it on the second syllable.] We're boozing it up on barbiturates. We're drowning in Lithium & following a death cult. For the sake of all that's become suddenly & conveniently holy: Lead by crumpled example, crumpled-example-leading leaders! Scar tissue is the completion of healing. Don't be lonely, give everybody a million dollars...Love rhymes with shove; love'll with shovel...I nail. I *****. I treat grandma respectfully.**

This Urinary Tract Infection Poem (spreads a baking-cliff stillness)
It's ****** to suffer durin' the hot summer from 1 aching-stiff illness,
but not so ****** as squatting in a tent with a stepson faking syphilis
in ******* men's toilets whilst prancing nutty & quaking listless
or in uni-*** **** houses while gay dancin' nutty & shaking pissless
or in a Circle K trans-**** toilet, waltzing queerly & caking fistless
which'll empty his wiry colon so from sleep he'll be waking shitless