Here comes
a scripted tirade.
An explosive
apt exposition.
We'll be your faults.
We'll clear cut your ties
with subjective rants that have all gone awry.
You heard right.
Right. You're right. You're right. You're right. You're right
I might overreact
more often than not.
Recite. Recite. Recite. Recite. Recite,
such a petty fuss.
Insight. Insight. Insight. Insight. Insight:
indicative of some sort spite.
Just to excite. Excite. Excite. Excite. Excite
a pulse.
Contrived sideshow
but you'll never know.