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NOTHING TO SAY

If you suffer at all from writers' block
you either don't have the ove's, the balls, or a cock
You haven't suffered enough abuse
to give me that simple excuse
Get fucked-up and go out in the world
and let it fuck you up
Become a wolf
my pups and puppettes
and howl from the rooftop
ready to drop and fall on your head
newly alive or devinely dead
instead of remaining a mute instead
Meet new meat and be fed
scream out a dream invested and true
and screw with the cop who arrested you
Get so close to death that you're kicked out of jail
and hear the flickering breath as they fail
Fuck the Motherfucker who molested you
and befriend the serial killer who confessed to you
and hold the young flesh who's obsessed with you
then flick off the world when you're through
and if you can't find the right words today
you probably have nothing to say