May You Suffer

May you suffer post-humorously

I care not for your corpse

Nor bloody remains

(To say this gives me no great pain)

You spent your time on earth frivolously

But, of course,

Who am I to judge you?

Why, if only you knew…

How much your existence

Burned air, food and fuel

I should attack your name,

Slander any possibility of fame

Your soul should do pittance

It should be a pack mule

And carry people more deserving up

Those who didn't fuck life up