This poem is not my work. It was channeled through me by the warrior-poet Punk the cat.
|Indomitable is my arch nemesis;
You may know him more familiarly as String.
I despise vile String.
A loathsome phoenix inexorably rising,
Twisting, turning, motions unprecedented.
Immortal coils I cannot still.
I want to kill you.
No visceral pleasures are granted by thee.
No innards or gizzards to disembowel.
String, String, String.
You torment me in the waking hours,
and haunt my sleeping mind’s eye.
I shall fight you with frantic relish.
I shall fight you with reckless abandon.
I shall fight you with head spastic frenzies,
Until I can grapple-battle no more.
And so, in conclusion, I pose this query;
What in this savage world can defeat me?
String or nothing.