Crooked legs

Carry

A twisted body

And gelled hair

Preserves a shattered ego

With a cane in hand

He hobbles up to me

Firm muscles showcase

Fire, demons, and sexual desires

Sharp letters read

“I don’t give a flying fuck.”

Judgement

Passes between us

Words are released

A human interaction transpires

Proving that

Ignorance

Has an enemy.

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