Nincompoop Paradise

Monkey sees and monkey

lies

monkey hears and monkey

tries

to monkey hate and monkey waste

to monkey bully in their haste and 

they all whine and they all cry and they all rape and they all spy and punch hit kick flip wimp spit suck dick gang bang stang stung flung wept ruined cracked and 

tore

And then they make to score

another victim of their scorn

to recreate the bloody sores and scabs that have since just begun to heal

and rip the chunks of flesh back out to gain self-satisfaction and barely take away from the petty "burdens" of their day

to unfocus the lens from the freeze frame

where the truth of their

waste and scum and vain

lies forever etched in a stone that will not ever vanish

may be damaged

but all in all

the etching remains the same.

And so now can you clearly see 

although they poke and prod and glean

they cannot comprehend the way

which you are always every day

so truly wonderful and always say

the thing that makes bad melt away

so do not listen 

do not listen

close your precious ears

from the fucks and freaks and losers

the self-indulgent leers

the junkie minded bastard sighted

birdbrained assholes

who live a video game fantasy in their quaint suburban paradise

scarring minds and raping lives

but soon the rats will get their time.

Sticks and stones lay far below

and words slice deeply to the soul

but please I beg just always know

You always have someplace to go

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