A Bitch Called Power

she was nothing more
than severance pay
a bitching ride
for the globalistic machine

their hippie queen
their obscene dream
an orgasmic moment
inhaled through the
bong of life
speeding through their brains
oblivious subliminal deranged
insane...

shaky legs dancing
on cardboard boxes
soaked in presperation
ego looks on in anticipation
the crash of mankind