Pseudo-politics

Okay, fuck it... I'm too tired for this shit.
This game,
this argument,
don't you fucking know
it's scripted,
planned,
it's already written.
Don't worry, though,
you're the one exception
to the rule.

Pros and cons,
comments and responses,
endorsements and rebuttals.
She's got the right to choose
to murder a fucking baby.
He can beat a homo
to death
in the name of Christ.
She's right.
He's right.
Thank God
nobody important
actually got hurt.

Give me literature to back your point,
and I'll read it.
I probably already have,
so make it fucking good.
Page after page...
your spin,
your blind spots,
your bullshit,
so what you're saying is:
Fuck the gays,
the unborn kids,
the red,
and the blue.

I'll drink my Jack, thanks,
and throw my ballet
in the trash.
Yes, I've heard:
I'm an idiot,
a fool,
an anarchist
for not investing in your
precious corruption.
And that's the flip-side:
It's not mine,
it's yours.
Keep it.