Nasty ass reminders and sweet sweet vengeance

Was it not
bad enough
that they ripped
off thirty
of my prized
CDs?

But…no…every time
I reach for a missing CD
I relive the loss
not of property,
but of the sounds
the music that soothed
anger,
salved
wounds,
restored
a destitute
soul.

I am not near a wealthy man,
have yet to replace even one third
of what was lost,
yet I would have given you
crackhead assholes
$500 to leave the fucking CD case!

So now.I am arranging
a crack induced heart attack
pox upon you motherfucken
scumbags.

Thanks for leaving the
hairy reminders
in the car,
they fit well
inside the voodoo
dolls.

The next sensation
you feel.
is
the
needleprick
of
Death.

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