what good is this magazine
if i don’t have a gun
to shoot through the eyes
that peer back at me
from all of these these magazines?…!

…walking through wal-mart,
a whale of a woman
blows smoke rings out of her hole
while her children toss
canned dolphin through them,
denting into the cart,
potentially releasing the
botch! botch! botulism!

Fuck It!!
“Free the radicals!”, i yell
“Free radicals!”
and america puts it’s stove top on high
and burns the olive oil.