I vent my spleen when my pain is too much
And there is always too much pain.
So to my friends I call them motherfuckers
Or whores just to get a rise out of them.
Sometimes I feel like a goddamn cyclone
Ready to explode like when it tore
Darwin to bits all those years ago.
On the outside I look and act
Demure but inside I’m a bubbling
Volcano ready to take you down.
I guess that’s why I can move easily
In and out of rooming houses and
Be at home being mistaken
For a priest. Life is a bloody big
Dog that needs its breakfast.