Analysis of look at me, i'm punk

she loves a man
with liver on his breath
kidneys dried on his teeth
hearts on assembly lines
contracts of cyanide wafers for
deconstructionist grief counselors
he is a great provider
and she loves a man
in spite of the liver spots
on his tie
eating kidney pie
with heart stains on his
butcher's apron

she asks no questions
answers no questions
knows enough not to ask
knows nothing
knows enough not to answer
knows nothing
but that she loves a man
oh daddy

he hates the mole on
her upper lip dreams of
chaining her down and
burning it off with a
chainsaw but he
needs to save his
strength for the grief counselor
students so he just shuts
his eyes instead and tells her to
shut her mouth
she shuts her mouth because
she loves a man
awaits the blowtorch on
her tongue

you are plastic dog
crap and vomit
posturing posing your
ideal noble lofty goal of
mange mutt
punk is dead poser
it tried
failed ended in discount
bargain bins at
cheesy thrift
stores look mommy plastic dog
crap can i have
it mommy please mommy please
you tried and
failed like all before
and since bring it wench
cmon kick my ass
if mommy will let ya
out if the man will
let ya out
get the proper
permits vomit boy polish
the plastic eyelids
sign all the forms
separate cartilage in my
nose accomplish nuthin
again prove my point poser
posture for her again
then pass out in your
bargain vomit bin blame
it on the man plastic
dog crap boy
you're sinatra crooning on
victrola relic but perfect
punk shoes and
makeup thick as
plastic vomit

she loves a
man with corpuscle
teeth clamped around
fedora stained dishwasher
growls at tweed till it
kicks dialysis his
way still a kidney to
spare she loves a
man but wearies of
living in thrift
store broom closet with
dust mop patron discount
sticker red tag itemized body
parts and kidney
stone pie
look plastic but
smell real go
puke on each
other in a mosh
pit and wipe each
other off your poser
shoes wench

© John Kennan 3-26-21