down with the kings, I say.
no more. don’t care how you came
about or who your momma or poppa
was. get off the throne; I’m gonna burn it.
obviously this goes for the queens as well.
they ain’t any better. let them move or perish.
someone once said war is peace
and I do believe we live in a peaceful
goddamn nation. a free collection of states.
yee haw. someone shot a country star
in a buc-ees outside wharton. his bodyguard
had been taking a leak
in one of the establishment’s pristine, clean, high-ceilinged
bathrooms.
one down.