Free speech is bull, hard, rotten
Smelling worse than feet strung next
To cheese.
Free speech is blood stains
Washed from silk, leaving white
To cream.
Free speech is a knife, stabbed
Deep in the back of the children
Who see.
Free speech is the tool of democracy

Save me from my soul, please.
Drag me through this droll nonsense.
I want to lay on beds of needles with you,
Take me apart and please don’t sue me
When you find the Disney copyright,
Stuck to my romantic light, that pools over you.
Your eyes make my confidence quiver,
I know I’m ugly as a sliver, of grit.
Dance me over the edge of the world,
Make me feel more than a stupid school girl.