Jerk
I am a jerk
I don’t know it but it’s true
A jerk in every sense of the word
Nothing more and nothing less.
Jerk is my middle name
And my first and last ones too:
Jerk Jerk Jerk. I delight in
Burning bridges and bonds,
I didn’t know it but it’s true
Maybe truer than ever now
Silent demons in my head
Whispering – be a jerk. Pulling,
Jerking at my strings. They jerk
At my name. I jerk them around
- In every sense of the word
Turning tables and tides
Do people think so but dare not say
Or out their frustrations behind me?
That jerk, he did that
And this too, and the other time…
All the while I, jerk, go
About my normal business carefree
Unknowing, not understanding
Why they do what they do and
Why I do what I do. Anti-me
Thoughts in others’ heads
- I don’t know it but its true
I was judged untrue for trying
Not to judge and I was
Judged too harsh for judging.
Jerk! Do you know that you are one?
Jerk! Worm-creeper biting dust
Lower than low because of something
You are totally unaware of you
Jerk you did it and you actually
Don’t know? Jerk you pushed me and
Said I pushed you. Jerk you’ll
Never change and I won’t either
- I am a jerk.
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- August 1, 2006 / 11:37 pm
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