Don’t hold your silence

Fuck you

Fuck all

Fuck the dream and fuck the squirrel

Fuck the light and fuck the moth

I fuck for fun I fuck for love

I fuck in wonder with a fucking funnel

Fuckin bitches

Fuckin dicks

Fucking pussies

Fuckin shits.

Why we give a fuck

I fuckin don’t care

We are fucked in the end

You must have heard

it has been said

the crown just sailed

above his head

It landed softly

and hurt no strand

the colors loudly

like gold and spray tan

They all would laugh

but would not dare

to show their teeth

or fight his snare

He ate the rich

and ate the poor

and never done

he ate some more

The press was silenced

as so too of speech

Scientists could only study

the golden peach

Late night tweets and so called truths

confused the generals and most of the troops

and too his aides and all the followers

was it true, the golden showers?

The genius spoke

with simple words

regurgitated by foxes

their tails unnerved

but truth be told

we all should frown

we all lost

the day the clown wore the crown

Surfer girl crossing