Macro Agression

Wily ire crawls,

then scurries along rigid spines to prickled jaw and flushed cheeks

pursed lips clamp down tight 

Frown folds over its self drawn down

Brows arch over darkened sharpened eyes 

Nashing teeth form hell gates reigning in the inevitable release 


So fuck you to useless morons 

Can't you mutha fuckers do anything right? 


-peace :) 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Off the chest.

Trust in God. The rant is only a matter of not seeing clearly.

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