Something Hit a Nerve

Society wants me dead.

Though I’ll never let them win. 

The curse of the battery bunny!

Thrumming his drum thru the din.

Everything’s alright.

But in the spirit of the night. . .

Ugh.

A primitive word.

 

I think something hit a nerve.

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