As/Is







2.21.2005


on the little bastards who stole my mobile phone

three kids wired up under
their tracksuits I've seen
plenty of tracksuits like
that before and I sniff
and sneer 'it's an approximation
of the type of toughguy
you're like to be' then
they'd prove me stupid
by opening my pretty
soft skin with penknives
or whatever then they'd
be the brutal grunting
beasts while I'd be the
best kind of woman -
wronged and dead. They

never did anything like
that but they did
shout through my car
window "hey, dykes
suck my dick then when I
got out the smallest
one asked me for a
smoke but I didn't give
him one.