Mere/Merde

I was one of your own,
but you threw me to the wolves.

Chest ripped open,
heart on a platter.

Buffet for the sick.
All you can eat.

The sick, the drunk,
the fucked up,
the fuckers.

Fuck you
and your mother.

My Skin

My masks are falling off,
smashing in pieces on the floor.

The porcelain has been so heavy for so long.

Hand-painted as I wore them,
everyday of my little life.

I try to blame the artists, but I handed them the brushes and picked out the paint.

I always wondered what my skin might look like.

Oreos

Am I a visible minority?

You told me I was.

When I was worth it.

Am I oppressed? I guess so.

Am I criticized? You bet.

Am I black? I don't know.

Am I white? I guess I should be.

Purple

Purple plus pretty
makes a perfect match.

You think you suck,
you think you're dumb,
It's a wound that can be patched.

Anger

You are angry because I listened.

You are angry because I thought.

You are angry because I wrote.

I tried to pass this on,

It's called a "hand-me-up".

I got a lot of those.

I Gave Up

You rocked out to Prince.

A prince you were.

I gave you what so many wanted, and I got to give it freely.

Now when I give it, I think.

I think so hard, it's mind-blowing.

Keep rockin'.

Jizz-Jazz

The truth is hard to hear.

That's why I feel it's necessary to jazz it up with some literary frou-frou.

I fucking love jazz.