I am meek and mild
Yet also unbelievably devilish
My rage can encapsulate
Even the most fearsome of titans
I slice through the prudish
And feed them to the poor
Dicing up steaks of ignorance
And seasoning them with awareness
Until that putrid shit
Starts to taste like wisdom
The MSG of the spirit
I am the blood-dripping nipple of truth
And the creamy discharge of The Way
You cannot escape this
It is a horrendous vision
That will assault your every orifice
Your every sensorium
With or without your permission
Your numbness has to go
I will burn your nerves anew
And force you to be raw in your sensitivity
Until you can stand it no more
I will violently inject life
Into moribund habits
And make the jaded and dead
Alive and gasping for touch
Better to be wet behind the ears
Than dry around the crotch
Here’s a little shock for you:
YOU ARE RIGHT HERE