right

[saw]

don't tell me , "that's a fact!"
'cause your truth was mangled
like a hummer in a car compactor
at the bone yard, like flattened steel eyes
whose tensile strength was squished like a piss ant

sometimes the jaws of delusion are just too big
too powerful to prevent teeth marks
in your exposed ass, the dirty mongrels
have ripped apart your logic, and they are
violently shaking their heads back and forth

like a feral cur with a kid's teddy bear in its mouth
your credentials are shredded, your spiel
fragments of bad fantasy, your venom
stoked by the asylum of mad-dog Bill O' Reilly
So Please, keep your distance mister

your state of mindlessness, scares me
and your projectile spitting has the earmarks
of hydrophobia, and since rabies have no cure
I need you to give me my space
I have all the same rights as you do

I just choose not to behave like a psychotic three year old

[saw]

the orange narcissist needs a time-out