Have you ever felt like
Justs randomly grabbing
Any passer by out of the blue
Pulling their arm out of their socket
And using it as a golf club
As you repeatedly bash the asshole in the balls
And laugh at the excruciatingly painful look
That over comes his confused face
As you shove your booted foot down his throat
And listen to the gurgled, muffled objection
Escaping from the tight airway
That was a throat
Before choking on a shoe lace
And all just because he got in your way
Or because you didn't like his god damned shoes
Then proceeding down the street to the 7-11
Finding the first asshole
That pisses you off
And pulling out his eyeballs
With a coffee stirring straw
Only to drop them in a gumball machine
And insert quarters
So you laugh as they roll down the cyclone path
Ripping off the eyeless head to use as an ashtray
Or to make brain stew in
Then going to the counter
And drowning the clerk
In the unknown blue and red substances
Being swirled in this freezing machine
Fuck you and your damn slushy
Stay out of my fucking way