No one will eat him

a yellow raspberry

perched on top of the thorn bush

up high and ugly

up high and weird

this minute 20 years ago

your hair looked just as bad

talking nonstop to a little rubber pixie

what has changed when you tell

your doll hello?

more indignant, less recognizable

you became a bag lady's son

beating off nonstop

to the escort pages

what has changed when you tell

the cross hello?

you left with some money

more self righteous, less hopeful

up high and ugly up high and ZORP

this minute 20 seconds ago

your face looks just as dumb

singing nonsense to your voice mail

what has changed as you tell

your cactus hello?

more fixated, less relief

you became a faggot

dressed like a bunny

beating off nonstop

to the escort pages

what has changed as you tell

the mirror hello?