Spaceshiping past the moons of Jupiter
Straight into the Glowing. Sky Yo-Yo-ing.
Spherical Ember that sits on a throne high past
the Clouds of Cotton Candy Kingdom. like some:
Arrogant Jackass of a God.
I'll stare him straight in the Eye and spit as I talk
Demanding to know where the fuck he's hidden my Time.
"Where the hell have my days gone?" I'll hiss.
and I'll kick and shout and yell and scream and bite
and punch and tear and rip and whine and pound and
scratch and slash and
-He'll know that he's guilty.
He's fucking kidnapped my life.
Held hostage the time that I could have spent loving, caring, sharing, helping, talking, giving, playing, living...
But he stole it from me. From all of us.
And expects us to forget what he's stolen when he dissapears gracefully and beautifully into the horizon. As if some eye candy rape will make ME forget that he's a cancer. Slowly destorying me while he dozes off to rest
And yet still finds the courage to show his face the next morning.
Where the fuck is the justice in that.
Where the fuck is the justice in that.
I ask. Mr. Sun