The Beast

FOWC with Fandango — Head

I can’t get much further away from my life then I am now

I can’t give anymore of myself now

 I have no more goodwill to share, thoughts and prayers to give, light and positive vibes

to jiggle out of my soul

and send out on the backs of winged goddesses or golden unicorns

 into the universe-

Not when Gunhumpers and Trumphumpers  and Trailer Park Refugees hang out

en masse

at Walmart

as if they don’t have a care in the world

and the

Beast wearing the crimson crown

upon it’s thorny head

isn’t following them

waiting for it’s chance

to kiss them and caress them

to look them in the eye

and take them breathlessly

with the rest of us too.