A Kick in the Balls

I.

A bloody embarrassment!
Ya fucking twat,
yer hair’s on backward, and
come to think of it,
so’s yer atmosphere.

II.

Beelzebub’s milk pail
is crushed, and it’s lactic wail
echoes through
my fawning cavern.

III.

Burn yer head, asshat,
and if ya remember,
get fucked.

IV.

The huntress aims her idee fixe
at me before craning
her neck. Then, she aims
a wrecking ball.

-r. miller