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Bitters...because dumb people need love too.
Do you know what it reminded me of tonight
seeing you with those stale things you call teeth?
It reminded me of how much you hate the fact that
you were born into a nightmare world where
you had a dad and you had a mom and
together you all knew the security code.
A place where Popsicles would melt over the sound of a garden hose
venison gut rinse, your mother's Xanax cocktails
and JC Penny's fall fashion for boys....year round.
I saw it you fucker...I saw it.
I saw you dreaming of high scores
and catcher's mitts, prepubescent girls
screaming your name and
catching you doing what you do best.
I saw you sucking your daddy's dick on lakefronts
in little boats called July while the sun
gave you A's and B's on the exams created
solely for cunts.
I saw you nervous about my scars,
my dynamic, the way I am and my insatiable desire to masturbate on the motherfucking reg.
Ray Strickland
6/21/2012
