today
i bought an iPhone gun
i took out a fat wad
of dirty cash and engaged in
capitalism
i took my iPhone gun
to the park and shot
iPhones at homeless people
and laughed the laugh
of a rich and satisfied
male
i shot iPhones high into
the bloodshot sky
and watched them rain down
touch-screen technology
on unsuspecting patrons
of businesses
and small, small children
and giants alike
i shot iPhones until i ran out
then i bought some more
i shot them into the deep blue
yonder and bludgeoned the
faces of the meek and the
skulls of the underprivileged
i breathed in the sweet and
sickening stench of burning plastic
and savvy marketing
and i licked my dry lips
and tasted blood and
butter and
success
today i bought
an iPhone gun
today
1 comment:
I wish my iPhone tasted like butter.
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