No Name Charger
You asked for it
you asked when you
touched her
her weight toppled over
like a strike
holding her purse and camera
like bloody pagan trophies
You fucking asked for it man
pushed you
in between the cars
falling over yourself trying
to grab hold of the grill
deliriously spinning
like a top
pounced on you
like a wildcat
eyes crazy
jibbering something
like Iduntwantanytrouble
but still swinging
box my ear
more like a slap
headlights blinding
as I do my work
rearrange you
till you fit
stumble stumble stumble
away
still talking
pussy
faggot
around the corner
until you
disappear
You asked for it
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