fuzzpig

lightshow hammer, precise and thin,
noise like a million nails driven in tin.
do you think I'll run from your pack?
do you think I won't bite back?
look there, there's a tall, grim, distinguished man.
his sunglasses aim at you, you have no chance.
steal my survival money,
steal all my better years,
disrupt my guise of comfort,
prey on all my favorite fears.
my life's a muddy, angelic mess,
but your life is muddled and obvious.
if you don't believe in the deeds you do,
don't be surprised if I resist you.
if you get in my way, you're my enemy;
you'll need a bullet to detain me.
hey, it's all over now;
I'm the new insurgent in town.

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