what you cannot kill

must be an asshole
if s/he doesn’t agree with you,
must be a wretch risen straight from
the
garbage,
where you placed us, must be
diseased---
must be someone out
looking for attention,
if s/he doesn’t model him/herself
on your image,
must be a liar if s/he doesn’t tell
your
truth,
must be a fuckup
if s/he doesn’t turn out like
you,
must be downright
despicable,
must be just what you are glad that you
aren’t,
must be in the way of
progress---
must be a prick,
a cunt, a motherfucker,
a piece of shit
just waiting to stink up all
your beauty,
must be walking with
too much pride &
selfish hands,
shaking
shaking
shaking
them at you, just to distract
your perfect little day &
but regardless of all the rest,
what it is that pisses you off the most
is that
you cannot kill us all---
for just where you kill one,
ten spring up in our fucking place,
born out of anger &
armed with the ambition that comes with
nothing
to
fucking
lose
but your
chains.