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BAD ASS MOTHERFUCKER
by Paul Sexton 2004
You are
one bad ass mother fucker.
Planning your latest escapade.
Fuck the world!
Fuck everybody!
Fuck it all!
You sneer menacingly
at your own face
in the mirror.
Psyching yourself
like some functionally deranged
Neanderthalic
motivational speaker thug.
You chant those words again
over and over
in varying intonations
I am one bad ass motherfucker!
I am one bad ass motherfucker!
I am one bad ass motherfucker!
Fuck this world,
i’ll show them.
Fuck anyone that gets in my way.
And you’re off,
in your 1991 Ford
pickup truck, white, dirty
you have your gun,
and that’s all.
That’s all you need.
You are such a bad ass mother fucker
that when you get there
to rob the place,
on a split second last instant whim
you make a decision to disrobe,
butt motherfucking naked.
After all,
what is more bad ass
than robbing some stupid ass
suburban motherfuckers at gunpoint
stealing from them
and the store
taking what is yours by right
as a bad ass mother fucker?
Doing it completely nude
that’s what.
Big bad assed hard on
with all the eye contact
barking threats
squeezing the trigger.
You are the king of the fucking world
my friend.
And there is that face again
but this time
it’s on surveillance tape
Big bald black head
that squiggly shit they do
hiding your tremendous hard on
laughing hyena eyes
wild, uncivilized
prepared to pounce.
There you are
on the evening news,
fucking everyone’s false feelings
of safety
of security
of sanity
of convention.
Fucking everyone
with your hard on
with your gun
with your crazy eyes
with your overwhelming confidence.
As man
As criminal
And your lips are moving
there on TV news,
your secret mantra under your breath.
I am one bad ass motherfucker.
I am one bad ass motherfucker.
I am one bad ass motherfucker.
Your time is coming.
Your time is coming and
It will be here soon.
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