The Half-Life Of Horror

It’s difficult maintaining rage
When every day we turn the page
From yesterday’s appalling gaffe
To one that’s new and worse by half.
Today’s atrocity grows faint
So rapidly it’s almost quaint
A week from now, like old invective:
Gable’s damn was more effective
In its day than pussy was
Just eight short months ago, because
Revulsion has a sell-by date.
Does clusterfuck offend you? Wait
A week, and if you’re still offended,
Great! That means the slide has ended–
No more depths are left to plumb!
But Trump’s too clusterfucking dumb.

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About Michael

Silliness is good
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One Response to The Half-Life Of Horror

  1. beeblu says:

    I have no words for the abomination that is Trump…

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