What A Thrill

Bitterness runs in the family,
Hereditary and funny and cruel,
We all take the prize for Most Jaded
As soon as we graduate school.
It’s not very good or pretty,
Nor attractive or smart or witty,
But we practice it anyway,
Being assholes everyday,
Because we like feeling shitty.

3 thoughts on “What A Thrill

  1. When something like that runs in the family someone has to step up, put out one leg so it trips then beat the crud out of it. No choice, has to stop somewhere. 😛

  2. Reminds me of Runs In The Family by Amanda Palmer. Nice work. Hope you are well. I like your tags alone anger cold cry danger dark dead death depression destruction. Sounds like a good poem itself.

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