June 30th, 2016

2013, cyd, new

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2013, cyd, new

Homecoming Queen

Homecoming Queen

You’re not so pretty.

Up close you stink,

Maybe you’re all dirty

Like us down inside.

Rotting and dying

With something to hide.

Do your eyes ache from crying?


When the heavy petting is

Over and all the sweating

Has finally stopped,

Was that little death

Or last lying breath

Really worth the trip?


Sorority Sister

With your Jackie K. mask.

Needing a mister

To sniff-up your ass.

Keep up the façade,

Show us your bliss.

Abhor the mob

That feels like this.

2013, cyd, new

Lollipop Gurl

You would feed at the table of

Mythical unconditional love.

Squeezing into the pink princess costume.

Back away from the mirror.

Step smartly off the scale,

Cover up your sickly body; look into

Your empty eyes!


Lollipop gurl – Stick thin – Big head

What drives you?

Don’t touch that – Poison – You know

It drowns you.


Rich bitch don’t wanna eat?

Let me watch this pitiful feat

Of obsessive self control-will-guilt-bull

Maybe little gurl should cry.

A real emotion let go could imply

The true problem and let princess grow

Go on gurl, fly.


Lollipop gurl – Stick thin – Big head

What drives you?

Don’t touch that – Poison – You know

It drowns you.

2013, cyd, new

Mike Hupman Taught Me . . .

Mike Hupman taught me how to punch.

He projected the “attitude”

And his eyes sparked under his

Stupid shaggy 80’s hair.


When he looked at me

He knew I was scared,

Just fucking terrified . . .

He knew I had no clue why.


He didn’t try to bring me out

Or share something deep.

He just dealt with it

As long as he could.


He taught me how to punch

On my dad’s front lawn,

And never told me what it meant.

2013, cyd, new

MY SERATONIN'S LOW

I YELLED AT MY BOSS BECAUSE HE HASN’T PAID ME AND IT’S

BEEN A ROUGH WEEK AND HE GOT ON MY LAST NERVE AND

now i’m employment impaired and i’m looking for a sharp-type knife.

MY SERATONIN’S LOW


I HAD TO KICK MY ROOMMATES OUT CUZ THEY WOULDN’T PAY THEIR RENT AND THEY THOUGHT I WOULDN’T DARE AND

then one came back and kicked in the window and the cops came to visit

MY SERATONIN’S LOW


AND THAT BRINGS ME TO THE RENT BEING DUE TODAY AND I’M COUNTING PENNIES FOR A PACK OF CIGARETTES.

i’m getting really sick of this shit as you can well imagine and a dirt nap sounds good.

MY SERATONIN’S LOW