Death by Chemical/Mechanical Explosion

Was not asking.

Telling.

Zero grade option.

Edict ex officio.

No reprieve.

Who got time

for

pathogenic habit

diabolical methods

retrograde results.

Not even

fit for fertilizer.

Contaminant to waste.

Graceless. Purposeless. Shameless.

Woffless.

Manufacturers hidden

behind paper reams

of

“Doing my job”

dedicated degenerates.

Policy adherents

citing procedure

over office hours.

Regurgitant slurs.

Quisquiliae non grata.

Rotten acrid stench.

All misery.

Redeeming qualities:

Not.

A.

One.

Note: See label.

Place trash here.

Pesticide resistant

manmade mess.

Scream.

S C R E A M

Go ahead.

I did.

Here’s to you

and

residual lung capacity

to shatter glass.

Obliterate timetables.

Yeah.

Riiight.

You

figure hydrochloric acid

to

bureaucratic red tape

should do it.

I say incinerate

non-stop at 500˚C

then

check back

in fifty years.

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