I Want To Cut Off a Finger
Some cut gently.
Barely making a line
Up the inside of their arm
Admiring the tiny red droplets
That form along the line
They are pussies.
I want to cut off a finger
Or gouge my face
With a screw driver.
It’s a face I hate.
My father’s face.
He is a pussy.
Some say they hate themselves.
I hate them
They do not even know
What hate is.
I sharpen my knife.
And go get my screw driver.
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