I Leave You With Addiction Drooling Out of Your Mouth Like You're Retarded

You believe in rebellion.

It works like a lighter on a Philly blunt.

Honey.

In your smoking gun world it's

bang bang skeet skeet bad word.

Never say beautiful.

Can't wait to see you

with those bags and ten dollar bills,

fingers and cheap Vegas thrills.

Stare bluntly at my cheap dress

and pretty legs.

Fuck you.

Fuck God.

Fuck all these wasted rebellions that we think up

when we lie naked,

dreaming of anarchy

because that's the only way we know how to live.

P.S.

Do you love me more when you realize

I want her more than you?

Pornography flashes through my mind

while you beat off to the sound of

your own drum.